Apparently the people who produce the dictionary are all on acid. Prepare for my English Major rant forthwith (disclaimer: I can’t spell “February” without spellchecker help AND I often say “Liberry” instead of library, knowing full well it pisses people off).
PS: In case you needed proof of the hubris that is Oprah: apparently she had the fucking GALL to sue Mutual of Omaha over an uncopyrighted phrase that’s been in the American lexicon since at least 1939. Because she’s apparently 1) immortal (the only way she could’ve “invented” that phrase…and the idea creeps me the fuck out) and 2) so important that gold flake falls from her lips instead of spittle. Just…ugh.
Fuck you, Websters Dictionary for putting shitty slang into the goddamn dictionary as though it’s actual English. Next you’ll be adding “Liberry,” for crying out loud.
In other, non-ranty, news: it appears some interesting searches have resulted in views of my blog. I’m baffled about what someone was looking for when googling “hot pink stop sign.” I mean…really.
I’d like to point out that if someone’s itchy after going to Valleyfair it may be time for a shower. What the hell…just…what the hell.