Candy Rant

"I killed a rat with a stick once."

Sunday, October 28, 2007

I'm Sentenced to Reading These Sentences


Sometimes they contain just a small typo. But they stick with me for days. Like this one:

American society today has always placed an importance on physical appearance, even more so in toady's visual world.

Well, I say that "Toady" needs to get off his high horse and realize that he is no prize himself in the looks department.

posted by Candy Rant @ 8:36 PM  

20 Comments:

  • At 6:33 AM, Blogger Carin said…

    How good is Toady's vision anyway?

     

  • At 8:03 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    From the looks of him, mediocre at best. That is one ugly animal. Not quite to that crossover where he's so ugly he's cute, like with some dogs.

     

  • At 8:31 AM, Blogger prairie biker said…

    I'm trying to think who knows me that might be in your class?

     

  • At 9:26 AM, Blogger Jerry said…

    Don't they have spell chek?

     

  • At 10:36 AM, Blogger Citlali said…

    lol. Poor guy. He's sagging a little and those "flared pants" make him look like a throw-back to the disco era. wow. He's really got a warped sense of visual appeal... = ]

     

  • At 10:46 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    Who DOESN'T know you, PB??? Your reputation travels far and wide, even into the desert.

     

  • At 10:46 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    Jerry, Yes, they have spelchek but that wood meen thay had to uze it.

     

  • At 10:48 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    Citlali...I was thinking the same thing when I posted that picture! I can see this poor ugly slug at a "disco" trying to get a phone number from a giggling bunch of girl toads. As the mirror ball reflects off of his sad, forlorn, bulbous eyes.

    In the words of one Donna Summer:

    "Toot-toot, hey, beep-beep!"

     

  • At 11:05 AM, Blogger prairie biker said…

    While that may be true Candy, I think it's because you keep writing my phone number on truck stop walls.

     

  • At 11:21 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Perhaps Toady is extremely wealthy, which makes him feel that he has a right to be picky. Or, perhaps he is a prince who has been cursed by an evil sorceress.

     

  • At 11:23 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Citlali and Candy,

    When I read what you both wrote, all I could think of was Steve Martin and Dan Akroyd as the Czech brothers from SNL.

     

  • At 11:35 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    PB, not just truck stops.

    Weapon stores, tanning salons, random barns and chicken coops, swimming pool supply stores, dressing rooms at Walmart, vet clinics.

     

  • At 11:36 AM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    Futuresis,

    Toady would dig some "Foxes with their big American breasts."

     

  • At 5:42 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    toady: a person who tries to please someone in order to gain a personal advantage

    It kind of makes scents. Mostly, though, it stinks.

     

  • At 6:13 PM, Blogger Steve B said…

    I find the term "toady" to be so demeaning. I personally prefer "personal assistant." Or maybe "minion."

    Which, if you must know, is a subtle clue as to why the spellcheck didn't catch it.

    Cretins. {{sniff}}

     

  • At 6:32 PM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    Ha! You're right, Ana, it DO make scents.


    I grow SO impatient with Cretins, don't you, Steve?

    [[sniff]]

     

  • At 7:55 PM, Blogger Unknown said…

    I hear tell toadies fancy other toadies. One man's toad is another's frog...or something.

    I've never read the word 'toady' without envisioning said person as Jeremy Fisher.

     

  • At 5:19 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    OK, Candy, I can't top you in typos, but my favorite student exchange follows: I had five boys in my advisory group. We had to (forced by the state of Indiana) watch Chanel One. The young black announcer had beautiful articulation that my students (being from Indiana) couldn't understand. One student says, "He so gay"...I look up and say, "Dennis, is that possible? I mean, do you think you sound so completely heterosexual?" His face turns red... He says, I do not! I don't even know what that word means!" Rocky, sitting next to him, says droley, "It mean's you're straigt, Dennis."

    Damn...I wish these things had spell check...I've got a couple of worries. Love, Anita

    When are you going to be back around here, and when am I going to see you?

     

  • At 5:21 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I missed the h in Straight, for one. Forgive the others. Anita

     

  • At 5:25 PM, Blogger Candy Rant said…

    HA!!! Dennis has many difficulties ahead. How dare you imply he's heterosexual!

    Screw the typos. This here is a laid back kinda blog. I'm eating Cheez-its as I write this.

     

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