Look, Bill, I don't care what you like to do in the privacy of your own home, but keep it to yourself, willya?
I'm going to write a book and call it Commas, People. They Don't Cost Extra.
*no class
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3 comments:
Well, as advice goes, it's pretty FRANK! Admittedly, we've all done it, but I suppose the tricky area is the question on consent.
COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!
COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
COME ON COMMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
COME ON CORNFLAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh. oh dear.
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