#335: This Post

This post is special.

Not the Britney-still-wins-awards kind of special.

This post is even more specialler.

Wait. Is there even such a word? Specialler. Speciallest. Spell Check isn't in agreement with them though.

MORE special. That's it. No need to add -er or -est, since 'more' is already present in the sentence. (excessive study of Language Arts takes its toll) Write this down in your 'Grammer Lessons' book, Josh.


Josh turned sixteen last Friday. He matured, got bolder *ahem ahem*, and taller.

I wish I could just leave it like that, but my conscience told me it was wrong to lie. So Josh just matured and got bolder.

He seemed quite pleased about it anyway.

Moving on to the specialness of this post (though it's already gotten SO special for the legion of Josh's female stalkers fans- it's not everyday they get updated on their idol's status)- it isn't about grammar or Josh. Instead, it's about...

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Three dots look pretty.

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And this is the part where, if you're physically superior to me and tired of my antics, threaten me with a life-threatening... threat.

"Wanna eat my fist?"

It's a good thing I think up these kind of things beforehand.

"How bout eating MY fist instead?"

People have always said violence was never the way, wasn't it?

Speaking of violence, there was this time where...


Wait. What?


Special?


What's special?


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