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Carol M

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I may be wrong but I tend to disregard ads on Ebay etc where the seller hasn't found the shift key yet and can't spell simple words. Everybody makes typos and spells the occasional word wrong but if the author can't be bothered to check their entry before submitting then I'm not sure they'd take care of the thing they are selling.
 
Give the author a break, it does say they're from the Black Country!... (runs for cover!)
 
I really liked the 306 convertible when it was released, very stylish at the time. In another 10 years we will see adverts for Zeds written by the illiterate offspring of mating siblings :D
 
sars said:
I really liked the 306 convertible when it was released, very stylish at the time. In another 10 years we will see adverts for Zeds written by the illiterate offspring of mating siblings :D
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gud job ey cnt av kidz tehn, innit!
 
I'm always a little nervous about having a pop at other people's grammar and spelling. My eldest is severely dyslexic and we have a few sufferers on here too. That said, this one is a bit "special" :D
 
I too have suffered from slysdexia from time to time... Usually however, after several beers...

I certainly suffered from Dyscalculia when spending what I did on my e89!
 
Don't make me go there... I'm grumpy old man at the best of times, but when it comes to the assasination of the English language I can get really grumpy!
But on a lighter, but not unconnected, note...

"On his 77th birthday, I man got a gift certificate from his wife. The voucher was for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation, who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After being persuaded that it would imrove their relationship, he drove to the reservation, handed his voucher to the medicine man and wondered what would happen next.

"The medicine man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to him, and with a grip on the man's shoulder, warned, 'This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You must take only a teaspoonful and then say "1-2-3." When you do that, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want.'

"He was encouraged, and, as he walked away, turned and asked, 'How do I stop the medicine from working?' 'Your partner must say "1-2-3-4"' he responded 'but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon.'

"The man was very eager to see if the potion would work, so quickly went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off all his clothes and said, '1-2-3!'

"Immediately, he appeared the manliest of men. His wife, seeing his magnificent 'equipment', was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and, while doing so asked, 'What was the 1-2-3 for?'

"And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end a sentence with a preposition! One could end up with a dangling participle!"
Scorp.
 
ScorpionFrance said:
Don't make me go there... I'm grumpy old man at the best of times, but when it comes to the assasination of the English language I can get really grumpy!
But on a lighter, but not unconnected, note...

"On his 77th birthday, I man got a gift certificate from his wife. The voucher was for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation, who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After being persuaded that it would imrove their relationship, he drove to the reservation, handed his voucher to the medicine man and wondered what would happen next.

"The medicine man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to him, and with a grip on the man's shoulder, warned, 'This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You must take only a teaspoonful and then say "1-2-3." When you do that, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want.'

"He was encouraged, and, as he walked away, turned and asked, 'How do I stop the medicine from working?' 'Your partner must say "1-2-3-4"' he responded 'but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon.'

"The man was very eager to see if the potion would work, so quickly went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off all his clothes and said, '1-2-3!'

"Immediately, he appeared the manliest of men. His wife, seeing his magnificent 'equipment', was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and, while doing so asked, 'What was the 1-2-3 for?'

"And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end a sentence with a preposition! One could end up with a dangling participle!"
Scorp.
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It does sound like a joke a teacher might tell. :rofl:
 
ScorpionFrance said:
Don't make me go there... I'm grumpy old man at the best of times, but when it comes to the assasination of the English language I can get really grumpy!
But on a lighter, but not unconnected, note...

"On his 77th birthday, I man got a gift certificate from his wife. The voucher was for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation, who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After being persuaded that it would imrove their relationship, he drove to the reservation, handed his voucher to the medicine man and wondered what would happen next.

"The medicine man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to him, and with a grip on the man's shoulder, warned, 'This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You must take only a teaspoonful and then say "1-2-3." When you do that, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want.'

"He was encouraged, and, as he walked away, turned and asked, 'How do I stop the medicine from working?' 'Your partner must say "1-2-3-4"' he responded 'but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon.'

"The man was very eager to see if the potion would work, so quickly went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off all his clothes and said, '1-2-3!'

"Immediately, he appeared the manliest of men. His wife, seeing his magnificent 'equipment', was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and, while doing so asked, 'What was the 1-2-3 for?'

"And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end a sentence with a preposition! One could end up with a dangling participle!"
Scorp.
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:rofl: :rofl:
 
kevinmarkwhite said:
sars said:
I really liked the 306 convertible when it was released, very stylish at the time. In another 10 years we will see adverts for Zeds written by the illiterate offspring of mating siblings :D
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gud job ey cnt av kidz tehn, innit!
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Yow obviously ay frum the Black Country. Yow doe say 'innit' yow say 'aye it'. Gerrit riyt ah kid. :)
 
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