SnapSlav
NMA's local DotA fanatic
Re: I've stopped correcting people's grammar and/or spelling
Still. It IS a phenomenon that I observe in many other posts, WITHOUT such an invitation. In fact, my "please help me" post is a fine example. I'm reminded of a quote from In Bruges, "I'm sorry, when I called you yesterday, did I say, 'Ken, please be the kid's fucking psychiatrist.' No, I believe what I said was, 'Blow his fucking brains out for me, will you?'"
"These were farm boys, men not even out of college, and they're writing to their sweethearts back at home, like this:
'Dearest Marianne,
Words cannot express the depth of sorrow that fills my soul in the wake of your absence.'
Nowadays we've got soldiers in Iraq writing home, saying,
'Dear Marie,
It is hot as FUCK out here. It is really really hot, and I am really really sweety.'"
XD
Yeah, I know. Somehow I overlooked that. I realized this after I made my post, but I just have a rule about editing my posts. I FEVERISHLY edit the shit out of them when it's grammar related, or if I felt I could say more, but not if I make some kind of oversight. I won't censor myself, nor retroactively correct myself so that it appears as if I NEVER make a mistake.person said:. . .
Still. It IS a phenomenon that I observe in many other posts, WITHOUT such an invitation. In fact, my "please help me" post is a fine example. I'm reminded of a quote from In Bruges, "I'm sorry, when I called you yesterday, did I say, 'Ken, please be the kid's fucking psychiatrist.' No, I believe what I said was, 'Blow his fucking brains out for me, will you?'"
Huh.... doesn't show.Lexx said:My english sucks, because I pretty much learned it all by myself.
That reminds me of a comedy bit from a comedian whose name escapes me for the time being. Essentially, to paraphrase, he said:UniversalWolf said:This is an interesting resource:
http://www.civilwararchive.com/LETTERS/letters.htm
Letters written by Civil War soldiers. Their grammar, spelling, and punctuation were poor, but they were very expressive.
"These were farm boys, men not even out of college, and they're writing to their sweethearts back at home, like this:
'Dearest Marianne,
Words cannot express the depth of sorrow that fills my soul in the wake of your absence.'
Nowadays we've got soldiers in Iraq writing home, saying,
'Dear Marie,
It is hot as FUCK out here. It is really really hot, and I am really really sweety.'"
XD