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Wednesday, October 28, 2009

For MS Word abusers

The The Impotence of Proofreading

Has this ever happened to you?
You work very, very horde on a paper for English clash,
And still get a very glow raid on it (like a D or even a D=);
and all because you are the liverwurst spoiler in the whale wide word.
Yes! Proofreading your peppers is a matter of the the utmost impotence.

Now, this is a problem that affects manly, manly students all oval the word.
I, myself was such a bed spiller once upon a term
that my English torturer in my sophomoric year,
Mrs. Myth, she said I would never get into a good colleague.
And that's all I wanted, that's all any kid wanted at that age:
Just to get into a good colleague!
And not just anal community colleague either,
because I am not the kind of guy who would be happy at just anal community colleague!
I need to be challenged, challenged menstrually.
I needed a place that can offer me intellectual simulation.
So I know this properly makes me sound like a stereo but I really felt I could get into an ivory legal colleague.
So if I did not improvement, then gone would be my dream of going to Harvard, Jale, or Prison (you know, in Prison, New Jersey).

So, I got myself a spell checker
and I figured I was on Sleazy Street.

But there are several missed aches
that a spell chukker can't can't catch catch.
For instant, if you accidentally leave out word
your spell chequer won't put it in you.
And God for billing purposes only
you should have serial problems with Tori Spelling
your spell Chekhov may end up using a word that
you had absolutely no detention of using.
Because, I mean, what do you want it to douche, you know?
No! It only does what you tell it to douche.
You're the one who is sitting in front of the computer scream with your hand on the mouth going, clit, clit, clit.
'Just goes to show you how embargo
one careless little clit of the mouth can be.

Which reminds me of this one time during my Junior Mint.
The teacher took the paper that I have written on A Sale of Two Titties.
(No, I'm serial! I am serial!)
She read it out loud in front of all of my assmates.
It was quite possibly one of the most humidifying experiences I've ever had, being laughed at like that pubicly.

So, do yourself a flavor and follow these two pisces of advice:
One: There is no prostitute for careful editing of your own work.
No prostitute whatsoever.
And three: When it comes to proofreading,
the red penis your friend.

Spank you!

(Taylor Mali)


Anonymous Ambrose said...

Lol. A college applicant like that would really need the intellectual simulation.

November 02, 2009 11:09 PM  
Blogger -ben said...


November 02, 2009 11:31 PM  

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