Tuesday, September 17, 2019

Proper Grammar Matters :-)

Thanks to Wally for this gem.

On my 66th birthday (not mine but the joke teller) I got a gift certificate from my wife.
The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man
living on a nearby reservation that was rumoured to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction.

After being persuaded, I drove to the reservation,
handed my ticket to the medicine man
and wondered what would happen next.

The old man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to me, and with a grip on my 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."

I was encouraged. As I walked away, I 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."

I was very eager to see if it worked so I went home, showered,
shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine,
and then invited my wife to join me in the bedroom.

When she came in, I took off my clothes and said, "1-2-3!"
Immediately, I was the manliest of men.
My 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

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