You and Your: The Airing of Faults
Hello. My name is Lordleiter and I am and R-o-phobe. (Hi, Lordleiter.) As you may have noticed throughout our time together, I have a real problem with tagging a simple “you” with a simple “r” to form the intended “your.” Not only does this change the meaning of the whole sentence, but it also makes me look like a dunce who doesn’t know better. What is worse, is that I always double check my entries before unleashing them on the masses. And for as many mistakes as I do find, I always pass right over the yous that should be yours.
And with that, I declare The Airing of Faults – a week long celebration of all that makes us individuals. The point of this is not to recognize our faults and work to improve them, but rather to re-arm ourselves with fodder to point and laugh at each other. But in a good way.
Air you faults!
I must admit to my faults – I love Papa John’s Garlic Sauce and Styx. I love mozarella sticks from Arby’s and Spicy Jack Regular Quesadillas from Del Taco. And I love Willow.
Styx, eh? Well before I point and laugh, my favorite closet band is ELO.
My faults are many, but what are foremost in my mind right now are my love of highly inappropriate songs from the musical “Hair” soundtrack, my love of chicken mcnuggets, and my marrying Lordleiter.
Styx ROCKS. That is no fault.
If you have to post that “Styx ROCKS” anonymously, then that is truly a fault to be aired.