Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Because Sometimes I'm a Twelve Year Old Boy


My last post was heavy with woe.  
I'm still feeling that way, but Warren over at My Home Among the Hills gave me a reason to giggle like a 12 year old boy this morning.  I'm not proud of it, but doggonit, this is funny.  
I have been told by those who speak English as a second language, that mastering English is quite difficult.  For every grammatical rule, there is a word or phrase that kicks that rule in the pants.  
Obviously.

3 comments:

  1. I never got past being a 12 year old boy...teh best thing is, my son and I have a lot in common right now!

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  2. I keep trying to learn Spanish...I think it is horribly hard me self!

    Linda
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