I've got a stack of Post-its and a Sharpie,

and I'm on a mission to re-postrophe New York City.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

arrogance rarely equals intelligence

I was recently on vacation in the Bahamas, and I encountered a man who had a tattoo on his chest that was missing an apostrophe.  I debated how to approach him for a photograph for too long, and he unfortunately vanished before I could immortalize him on this blog.

However, it reminded me of something I noticed while watching the Superbowl, and I had to verify that what I remembered was in fact, true.

Seriously Andrew Quarless?  I mean, your tremendous muscles can actually fit a measly apostrophe if you so desired.

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