Monday, July 22, 2013

A Coemdy of Typos

Has anyune ever thought to blog typs? Probably. But it’s stupdi. I mean why waste anyone’s time tring to intentionaly mess up whow you write…well why not? Just for now. Lets’ make bady written jokes!

Wanna be a millionaire oversight? Well, you’d oversee millionaires.

Remember that human mind sometimes switches off “the”’s mid-sentence.

To be ornot to be? I don’t know why Ornot must be asked that twice.

Don’t you hatove when people make up new words? Me to.

If it’s not meant to be pauses should happen after “be” like commas or something otherwise the whole rhythm of the subordinate “if” clause is thrown off.

Do yu have fat finger? That’s another word for typo-maker.

“Stanfurd” is actually not a typo, it’s a cult. Go beers!

Hey lookat theese stars** aren’t they just beautiful**and ****in the*way

You; pause; like me! Because semi-colons are like the following;

“Then go home and write about it; BLOGGER -Lonely Island

You know I once thought about hitting up a pubic relations specialist, but then I did a double take.

Is this typo likeable or is it…likable? Am I right or am I right?

And miles to go before I sheep, and miles to go before I sheep…ba.

Bringing sexy bag.

That lass one is a homophone, not homoprone.

You know the literary cannon is quite explosive.

Bing it on. Oh God, that’s a real phrase. But please Google it.

Learn on me. If you’re not strong, I’ll be your...and sexual implications just turn on.

Tina Tuner was the best thing that happened to my guitar.

Funny how letters can slip in when you write, but that’s all in the pabst now.

Wii are the champions.

Don’t ever change, she ejaculated to the nudist colony. Oops, Freudian sex.

Life is a misERy. all Caps is really sudden when it HAPPENS.

How cut the cheese? How now.


Drop it as it’s hot just don’t got the same ring.

Youre wonders why this is a boring typo. What can he say? His first name is Youre.

Atack is on the wall. Do you see it pinned?

Boties are cool. –drunk Doctor Who at the bar with the ladies

Will I finally get to eat dinner? Spoon enough.

Isnt it weird when there are just just repeated words?

Let’s…put a bunch…of…dramatic…punctuation…andthencondensewords!

Sam yelled at me, “spencer…spencer,” but I didn’t hear him. Then he said, “Spencer” and I paid attention,

Have ya ever been told “God luck” yet? It’s a great feeling.

This is a bog and I’m blogging. But I’m not the weatherman.

This is litterly trash.


Sinning off,
Spenser

P.S. You have smore typo-jokes? Coment below!

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