Talking Good

My Facebook status update is:

Crazy Mo is amazed that so many Facebook users can't properly use contractions or even spell. Honestly, people, the entire world is reading your text ... take some pride in what you write.

This is one of my (many) pet peeves.
Grammar and spelling, that is.
Not Facebook.

I grind my teeth every time I see
a comment that reads:
"Your so right!"

Your?
Really?
As in MY so right?
You're kidding, aren't you?

We're not talking about teenagers here;
although that is still inexcusable.
These are adults.
People who have post-secondary education.

Is it because they're too busy to proofread?
Or too lazy?
It can't be because they don't know the proper use
of their, there, and they're.

If that's the case, their education is sorely lacking and there really is nothing more to do than shake my head and hope they're not reading this.

Then again, they probably didn't understand that last paragraph.
Even with the red font.

And don't even get me started about the plural of YOU.
Unless, of course, you're joking,
then yous can use it all ya'll want.


Having bitched about that ...

Last night,
TH picks me up at the GO Train.
We head over to Burger King
for Whoppers and Rings.

As always, as I get out of the car,
I remind him to turn his lights off.

"Is your lights on?" I say.

And I stop in the middle of the parking lot.
"OH MY GOD!" I shout. "Did I just say IS your lights on?!"

TH shakes his head and says in his best drawl,
"C'mon Ma, let's go git us some vittles."