The world is precarious nowadays: danger seems to, and in most instances actually does, surround us. As a break from the deadly and serious, here are a few threats that may bring a smile and no damage whatsoever to anything other than the English language.
For the bad-breakup crowd:
For want of an apostrophe, a boy friend was lost. Well, turned into cash, which I’m pretty sure is illegal, no matter how toxic the relationship was. Side point: How do you turn cash into ca$h other than typographically? And why would you want to?
Although unemployment has risen sharply, I’m hoping no one is desperate enough to apply for this job:
Grilled man? I don’t even want to think about it.
And then there’s this placard*:
*Zero-star review from Marie-Antoinette and Thomas Cromwell.
As if we needed one more thing to worry about in 2020:
My recommendations: be kind to your ex-whatever, don’t barbecue yourself, watch the scissors, and stay off the sidewalk. Be safe!
Whoa, you sure live in a scary town, Gerri! Or, wait, was this out west in your son’s fair city? Gee, they’re all the same I guess! Danger everywhere, eh?!
Those radiant sidewalks are everywhere! Can’t be too careful!
That sidewalk is positively glowing!
Uranium in the cement?
OMG! WE CUT HEADS! In guillotine times?!
I’ll risk a poem:
Oh language,
Why so damaged?
In this vastly different ways of conveying,
Why the simple and important rules are not being obeyed?
Love the poem! Thanks for posting it. “Why so damaged?” is an excellent question.