Foggy Friday Funday, July 8

god grammar

Ah, grammar. It makes even the smartest of us look not so smart, sometimes. Our thoughts are wonderful. Our execution? Meh. But what would we do without the results that are often so funny?

In what order, I wonder . . .

 

 

And for the pure joy of it —
it IS summertime in the northern hemisphere, after all . . .