An English lesson in life....................
On his 66th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After being persuaded, he drove to the reservation, handed the ticket to the medicine man and wondered what would happen next.
The old man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to him, and with a grip on his shoulder, warned, "This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You take only a teaspoonful and then say, '1-2-3.' When you do that, you will become more manly than you have
ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want."
Encouraged, as he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" he responded. "But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
Very eager to see if it worked he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!"
Immediately, he was the manliest of men. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes. And then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition!
ONE COULD END UP WITH A DANGLING PARTICIPLE!
H/t (or brickbats) to Fishmugger, who mugged me with this in my morning email dump.
On his 66th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After being persuaded, he drove to the reservation, handed the ticket to the medicine man and wondered what would happen next.
The old man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to him, and with a grip on his shoulder, warned, "This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You take only a teaspoonful and then say, '1-2-3.' When you do that, you will become more manly than you have
ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want."
Encouraged, as he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" he responded. "But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
Very eager to see if it worked he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!"
Immediately, he was the manliest of men. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes. And then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition!
ONE COULD END UP WITH A DANGLING PARTICIPLE!
H/t (or brickbats) to Fishmugger, who mugged me with this in my morning email dump.
Lemme see if I got it down. Never end a sentence with a preposition because you dont know what you may be setting yourself up for.
Oh, wait..
Never end a sentence with a preposition for which you don't want to be set up by.
There, did I get it?
Oh, and it is good to know that there is medication for non-functioning participles. We all do get older and never know what we'll end up needing that stuff for.
I've never had a complaint about those kinds of propositions....