Okay, I'm a grammar nazi. I accept that. But, I read much about communication as being a vital part of the lifestyle, and, at least on this forum and in email and texts, words are the communication form used, so it seems to me that precision and accuracy would be just as vital to good communication. Here is a list of commonly misused or switched words I read too often in posts and emails. The point is to increase the precision of communication and that's the only point:
There
There
I tink I jus true-up in ma mouth. Butt dis OK. 2 each his own.
Thanx you is sooooooo smart !!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously
Badboy
Badboy
Oh fuck, I forgot to alphabetize the list ...
Fuck, I knew it. ONE friggin' mistake in almost ten years on this site and I unleash Darth Grammar and his Klingon Mind Melt (not to be confused with a patty...not paddy, melt). In my defense it WAS before my coffee.
The term anal-retentive is used to describe a person who pays such attention to detail that the obsession becomes an annoyance to others,
Not to be confused with the lifestyle term anus-retentive or getting your pecker stuck while having a three sum.
Not to be confused with the lifestyle term anus-retentive or getting your pecker stuck while having a three sum.
EVILDOERS.....Darth Grammar ...Oh My Gawd...sooo freaking funny when I read that. Thank you for the laugh 
Holy Shit Batman (DimeaDozen)
I have always wondered about a few words, Could you give me the parts of speach or the type of gramatical phrase for each of the following and thier or there, meaning? I guess I am just two dumb to figure them out. I except weather you are right or wrong, it won't matter cause we are not printing them so we won't waist any paper or ink. And sorry but you're bulging pants are not turning us on, you need to be a little more discrete. There,
Fuck
Fucker
Fuckee
Fucked
Fucking
Fucks
fuck'n
fucked-up
fucking-A
Fucking Right
Fuck ya
Fuck y'all
Fuck us
Fuck her
Fuck him
Fuck me
Fuck it
Fuckor
Abso-Fucking-Loutley
Fucking idiot (Wait I know this one, computer guys call us non computer people "fucking 1d10t" and they add an s if there are more than one, like "they are such fucking idiots" so it must mean someone who is not technically computer astute or is that ass-toot?)
Mother fucker
Face fucking
Ass fucking
Titty Fucking
and one that is like fucking but it is cocksucking.
Whew what a list, sorry for not alphabetizing the list, but hey it is better then loosing virginity,
Please don't jump on me for responding to dimeadozen, I just thought these were funny words....LOL
Wait I will use a phrase with one of the words... "Wear is the fucking spell checker????
I have always wondered about a few words, Could you give me the parts of speach or the type of gramatical phrase for each of the following and thier or there, meaning? I guess I am just two dumb to figure them out. I except weather you are right or wrong, it won't matter cause we are not printing them so we won't waist any paper or ink. And sorry but you're bulging pants are not turning us on, you need to be a little more discrete. There,
Fuck
Fucker
Fuckee
Fucked
Fucking
Fucks
fuck'n
fucked-up
fucking-A
Fucking Right
Fuck ya
Fuck y'all
Fuck us
Fuck her
Fuck him
Fuck me
Fuck it
Fuckor
Abso-Fucking-Loutley
Fucking idiot (Wait I know this one, computer guys call us non computer people "fucking 1d10t" and they add an s if there are more than one, like "they are such fucking idiots" so it must mean someone who is not technically computer astute or is that ass-toot?)
Mother fucker
Face fucking
Ass fucking
Titty Fucking
and one that is like fucking but it is cocksucking.
Whew what a list, sorry for not alphabetizing the list, but hey it is better then loosing virginity,
Please don't jump on me for responding to dimeadozen, I just thought these were funny words....LOL
Wait I will use a phrase with one of the words... "Wear is the fucking spell checker????
You can put the word Asperger in a sentence like this. People with ASSBERGER are and can seem to be a Ass indeed!
Have you ever heard of the TERM ASSberger(Asperger syndrome do not confuse the two disorder though similar)? Various studies show that people with this disorder have common traits.
People with ASSBERGER syndrome become over-focused or obsessed on a single object or topic, ignoring all others. They want to know everything about this topic, and often talk about little else.
People with ASSBERGER Will present many facts about their subject of interest, but there will seem to be no point or conclusion. They often do not recognize that the other person has lost interest in the topic.Areas of interest may be quite narrow, such as an obsession with train schedules, phone books, a vacuum cleaner, or collections of objects.
So I assume many people may have these problems due to Anal Retention....hehehe
Have you ever heard of the TERM ASSberger(Asperger syndrome do not confuse the two disorder though similar)? Various studies show that people with this disorder have common traits.
People with ASSBERGER syndrome become over-focused or obsessed on a single object or topic, ignoring all others. They want to know everything about this topic, and often talk about little else.
People with ASSBERGER Will present many facts about their subject of interest, but there will seem to be no point or conclusion. They often do not recognize that the other person has lost interest in the topic.Areas of interest may be quite narrow, such as an obsession with train schedules, phone books, a vacuum cleaner, or collections of objects.
So I assume many people may have these problems due to Anal Retention....hehehe
Does that list of topics include sex and swinging?
I sure hope tree sex on a swing is okay....over there, in the far meadow beyond the yonder, past the old Oak tree.
HOTFIRELOVERS wrote:
You can put the word Asperger in a sentence like this. People with ASSBERGER are and can seem to be a Ass indeed!
Have you ever heard of the TERM ASSberger(Asperger syndrome do not confuse the two disorder though similar)? Various studies show that people with this disorder have common traits.
People with ASSBERGER syndrome become over-focused or obsessed on a single object or topic, ignoring all others. They want to know everything about this topic, and often talk about little else.
People with ASSBERGER Will present many facts about their subject of interest, but there will seem to be no point or conclusion. They often do not recognize that the other person has lost interest in the topic.Areas of interest may be quite narrow, such as an obsession with train schedules, phone books, a vacuum cleaner, or collections of objects.
So I assume many people may have these problems due to Anal Retention....hehehe
Na, I think I would like a Pussyberger instead.
"i don liek u becoz u suck"==grammatically correct, despite spelling shortcuts and the lack of capitalization/punctuation. These are mechanical/technical errors.
Reading between the lines I still see a BJ and that works for me.
Reading between the lines I still see a BJ and that works for me.
Okay, Grammar Guy, you should not start a sentence with a coordinating conjunction, i.e., and, but, or. Remember, "Conjunction, junction, what's your function?" Thanks for the lessons, but people on this site obviously have more on their mind than grammar!
MOLICIOUS wrote:
Okay, Grammar Guy, you should not start a sentence with a coordinating conjunction, i.e., and, but, or. Remember, "Conjunction, junction, what's your function?" Thanks for the lessons, but people on this site obviously have more on their mind than grammar!
You get three gold stars for that one!!!!
ITs the age of text and lol,brb, ttyl, and many, many more. Something people have to learn and adjust. Over time, meanings of words change or how they are used. NOT SAYING its ok, over internet/text I think its ok.
We admit to sometimes being grammar snobs when vetting potential playmates. Not that we don't enjoy meeting people from all walks of life and different backgrounds but we've learned from experience that we often have little in common with someone when they write to us and start by saying "We seen your profile." and then proceed to misspell practically every other word. With spell check so ubiquitous on virtually every electronic device and almost every interactive website it seems a little odd to us that some people still manage to misspell so many words.
I guess perhaps I should give a little background as to how we came to be a tiny bit selective with the people we choose to meet.
The very first couple we met when we moved to Utah invited us to their place for a lovely dinner of basted Cornish game hen. Mind you this was pre internet so only fuzzy Polaroids were exchanged via clandestine P.O boxes.
We drove up to their home and immediately noticed about 4 automobiles in various states of disrepair and or decay up on cinder blocks in their front yard. Sweet! Now we know a good mechanic if we have car trouble in our newly adopted state.
They answered the door and warmly invited us into their home and offered us seats around their kitchen table. After moving aproximately a dozen cats (we're actually more dog people) we sat down and took the offered Budweisers from the Coleman ice chest on the floor and started sipping as we talked and got to know them.
Soon a buzzer started to ring and our host jumped up, grabbed my can of Bud and announced it was time to baste the game hens. Thankfully he returned the can to me after pouring some over the foul in the oven so I could finish the small amount left.
As we continued to chat a bit it was apparent that our host had quite probably premedicated slightly and was starting to feel really good. He kept leering at Ms. Evil, winking and flashing his mostly toothless grin, even inviting her on a private tour of the house (which she graciously declined).
Sensing he need more to add more ammunition to his seduction repertoire he apparently decided to impress her with his physical prowess. Selecting another can of beer from the cooler he proceeded to quickly down the entire beverage in one gulp, smash the empty can on his forehead and belch loudly. Ms. Evil immediately grabbed my leg under the table with a vice-like grip (I can only imagine because she was so turned on at this point).
Quickly looking to change the evening's dynamic Ms. Evil started to talk to the heretofore mostly silent lady of the house and asked her what she did for work. The lady said she worked with computers and she and Ms. Evil had a rather lively discussion about operating systems.
Suddenly the man of the house belched loudly again and demanded that we talk about something HE likes. Ms. Evil innocently asked him what he did for a living. He replied that he operated a fork lift. She sat there thinking for a moment and (with no other real frame of reference) said, "That must be interesting. What color is your forklift?". This seemingly benign question seemed to annoy the man terribly and he started making rather belligerent remarks about what color Ms. Evil's computer was.
Soon the semi-feral felines started to return and one proceeded to relieve itself on a nearby countertop. At this point Ms. Evil's cell phone rang (although I didn't actually hear the ringer go off) and she loudly proclaimed into the phone, "Oh my God! We'll be there as soon as we can." A little perplexed I stood up as she did only to then notice that our host had taken pants down and was stroking himself under the table and trying to pull Ms. Evil's foot up to his crotch with his foot. By the time he got his pants untangled from around his ankles we were in the car driving away as he stood there bottomless in his front yard.
So yes, after that we made a conscious decision to no longer wait to meet people before applying a few criteria to our selection process. Did we mention that these lovely people had our phone number and called REPEATEDLY for many months getting more and more belligerent as time went by until we finally changed phone numbers?
ps- When they first contacted us the first line started..."We seen your ad..." Call us picky. ;-)
The very first couple we met when we moved to Utah invited us to their place for a lovely dinner of basted Cornish game hen. Mind you this was pre internet so only fuzzy Polaroids were exchanged via clandestine P.O boxes.
We drove up to their home and immediately noticed about 4 automobiles in various states of disrepair and or decay up on cinder blocks in their front yard. Sweet! Now we know a good mechanic if we have car trouble in our newly adopted state.
They answered the door and warmly invited us into their home and offered us seats around their kitchen table. After moving aproximately a dozen cats (we're actually more dog people) we sat down and took the offered Budweisers from the Coleman ice chest on the floor and started sipping as we talked and got to know them.
Soon a buzzer started to ring and our host jumped up, grabbed my can of Bud and announced it was time to baste the game hens. Thankfully he returned the can to me after pouring some over the foul in the oven so I could finish the small amount left.
As we continued to chat a bit it was apparent that our host had quite probably premedicated slightly and was starting to feel really good. He kept leering at Ms. Evil, winking and flashing his mostly toothless grin, even inviting her on a private tour of the house (which she graciously declined).
Sensing he need more to add more ammunition to his seduction repertoire he apparently decided to impress her with his physical prowess. Selecting another can of beer from the cooler he proceeded to quickly down the entire beverage in one gulp, smash the empty can on his forehead and belch loudly. Ms. Evil immediately grabbed my leg under the table with a vice-like grip (I can only imagine because she was so turned on at this point).
Quickly looking to change the evening's dynamic Ms. Evil started to talk to the heretofore mostly silent lady of the house and asked her what she did for work. The lady said she worked with computers and she and Ms. Evil had a rather lively discussion about operating systems.
Suddenly the man of the house belched loudly again and demanded that we talk about something HE likes. Ms. Evil innocently asked him what he did for a living. He replied that he operated a fork lift. She sat there thinking for a moment and (with no other real frame of reference) said, "That must be interesting. What color is your forklift?". This seemingly benign question seemed to annoy the man terribly and he started making rather belligerent remarks about what color Ms. Evil's computer was.
Soon the semi-feral felines started to return and one proceeded to relieve itself on a nearby countertop. At this point Ms. Evil's cell phone rang (although I didn't actually hear the ringer go off) and she loudly proclaimed into the phone, "Oh my God! We'll be there as soon as we can." A little perplexed I stood up as she did only to then notice that our host had taken pants down and was stroking himself under the table and trying to pull Ms. Evil's foot up to his crotch with his foot. By the time he got his pants untangled from around his ankles we were in the car driving away as he stood there bottomless in his front yard.
So yes, after that we made a conscious decision to no longer wait to meet people before applying a few criteria to our selection process. Did we mention that these lovely people had our phone number and called REPEATEDLY for many months getting more and more belligerent as time went by until we finally changed phone numbers?
ps- When they first contacted us the first line started..."We seen your ad..." Call us picky. ;-)
It is clear that single males are dimeadozen. How appropriate his name seems to be. First thing we did was block him. I dont think we are on here for a spelling or grammer lesson.
Simples.
Simples.
Dime a dozen? Where? We paid $1.49 a pound at Smith's last week. Did you have a coupon?
I knew it! I knew there was a reason you guys are blue. So you've MET Mr. Cro-Magna-man and his mate? Would you mind asking him when my Pacer will be fixed the next time you see him? He's installing some hydraulics and 22's for me.
Not for me to say. I've submitted your name and a representative from the CDC will be stopping by soon. They seemed quite excited when I showed them your picture. Well, excited might not be the right word. Alarmed? Yeah, that's it.
Here's a tip. Veterinary dentistry is WAY cheaper and 6 out of 10 swingers can barely tell the difference between human teeth and pig teeth. Don't let them talk you into either the cow teeth OR the horse teeth. Yeah you pay less per tooth but they don't look anywhere near as natural unless you like live in Delta or Toquerville.
Bovine puns. And they say the youth of today aren't well read.
I love a fellow grammer Nazi!!!!! I am sorry to say I lose a bit of respect for people that misuse words!
C'mon HOTTIE. It's spelled "loose". Don't you read the forums? And please don't misunderestimate the smartliness of peeple hear. Personally malapropisms, spoonerisms, and improper subject-verb agreement totally give me a linguistic chubby and an oralgasm.
Wow, a second dogpile. Really?
When in Roam, due as the Romains dew. I here you, people!
I came to this sight to meat folks who where different then you
When in Roam, due as the Romains dew. I here you, people!
I came to this sight to meat folks who where different then you
Oh look. It's THAT meme again.