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Showing posts with label apartment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label apartment. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 2, 2020
Have a look.
She has some things that need looking after.
This gag was inspired by my memory of my eighth-grade English teacher, who once told the story of when he was a paperboy with an unusual interest in the English tongue, even in childhood. When he would go around for collections and ring the bell he would say "It is I!" which is correct pronoun use. "I would always imagine they expected a giant eyeball on the doorstep," he told us. Funny guy.
Friday, August 1, 2014
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