You’re goddamn right I am, and thanks for saying so. Except there ain’t no cap K on my name (this ‘style choice’ was originally made for ease of name-changing when jumping on my brother’s machine to play Quake back in the day).

Anyhoo, as a sub-editor I spend day after wretched day cleaning up the mess made by people with English and journalism (mainly journalism) degrees. So fuck all y’all!

Uh, BRAAAP on your BRAAAP. I haven’t ‘got’ the bowl of Cheetohs (actually, Cheetos) as being hopped up, I’m saying that the author, in his original phrasing, has done so. Your ‘correct formulation’ is simply another way of saying what I suggested, but with a few more words. Ahem indeed.

As if anyone is still reading this thread.

Be careful what you wish for.

And Clif owes me money 15 percent (n €, f u plz. thx.)

By contrast, Cashill offers: “Not everyone writes this way. For instance, my book ‘Sucker Punch,’ which is no small part a memoir about race, is silent on the subject of the sea.”

Well, that settles it, then.

An English lit teacher working at a rural community college, you know like Grabar.

or

A professional writer of credit default swaps.

I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT I’M RIGHT ,…… thhhbbbttttt ….. brraaapppp …. snorgle brudgle comflibulacious!

Y’all ever read early “Bloom County”, the stuff before Opus and Bill The Cat took over the strip’s attention and the kids were the feature?

Matt, you had me at hello. Cutter John fo’ life, yo. And the old school Steve Dallas. Buicks, broads, and Buckley!

Oh, DO you. Do you REALLY. I’ll call your “English degree” BA and raise you an MS in Journalism and an almost-but-never-ever-to-be-completed PhD in Communication. And as I said earlier, insufferable grammarianism destroys otherwise perfectly delightful imagery.

Wait…

Here, a fruitful direction for our discussion, at least until the debate and the drinking games begin.

And I have a fucking English degree, which is much harder to obtain than a normal one.

I’m English.

I think I can say with some certainty that fucking the English is not really very difficult at all.

The OED will have none of it. “Hone” can mean to delay or hesitate (but not since 1570 A.D.), or to grumble or moan, or to sharpen. That’s it. Discussion over.

Now, as to the non-sentient bowl of meth-dusted Cheetos: Kiki is correct, by which I mean grammatically correct. Peej is also correct (there’s more than one way to skin a phrase, depending on what you actually mean), except that he disses Kiki. Rugged in Montana (BTW, does anyone realize that his/her acronym is RIM?) is also correct, but fails by dissing Peej. Therefore, the winner is Kiki.

And I have a fucking English degree, which is much harder [to obtain] than a normal one.