I didn't have my camera with me when I first noticed it.
Fortunately, it was still there the next day. A person like this is hard to find.
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I didn't have my camera with me when I first noticed it.
Fortunately, it was still there the next day. A person like this is hard to find.
His essay calls attention to his new book and champions a blameless religion and a more than acceptable number of deaths due to blatant racism and misogyny.
But The Daily Beast either has no proofreader, or simply, nudge-nudge wink-wink, doesn't believe this asshole.
Rosie O'Donnell didn't discuss her departure from The View. Surely there was a better phrase to use here:
You don't have to be Donald Trump, the well-known Rosie hater, to know that the "elephant in the room," any room, is Rosie herself.
Yes? I don't think these people would appreciate being addressed in typo-fashion. Mr. Dole wouldn't want to be Mr. Dope. George Clooney's wife Amal wouldn't want to be called Anal.
Here's the case of a typo that led to an entire business collapsing. Read it for yourself.
This reminds me of an old (intentional) Tommy Smothers line. He talked about being at his brother's wedding: "We had a great time at the wedding, and then went upstairs for the conception!"
Dick: "RECEPTION!"
No proofreader was at the Fail to correct the word to "INTERCEPTION."
It was about Jennifer Bricker, 27, who was born without legs. She hopes to put together a dance act, in addition to her current work as a motivational speaker.
Speaking of the handicapped, it's nice of the paper to hire one-eyed proofreaders.
When will proofreaders put up a moratorium on this?
November 5th, 2014, a story about a triple amputee (prosthetic legs, handless arm, etc.) who somehow killed his parents.
You really want to see THIS guy every night instead of David Letterman?
You do if you think anyone named Sedaris is funny. If you listen to NPR a lot. Still go to James Taylor concerts. Miss Jim Croce a lot. Have dust ruffles on your bed. Consider Bareburger to be healthy food. Care if your socks match your tie. Make a six figure salary. Solemnly believe Tavis Smiley is keepin' the faith. Have your maid or handyman go down to be YOU and serve on jury duty. Refuse to eat an apricot if it isn't organic....
Colbert, who is not likely to get as good ratings as Letterman did, was making rumbling noises about taking his show out of New York City. So what did Governor Cuomo do? He began trembling like Al Pacino in "Dog Day Afternoon," and in that hoarse, high-pitched voice of his, shrieked "All right, all right," and came up with bonuses and incentives...to PAY CBS to stay.
Nobody does this for you. What if you told your City Council member, "Guess what, I'm leaving Manhattan. What do you offer for me to stay?"
Broadway theaters are all packed. There's no shortage of sexually peculiar rich people waiting to lose their money in a flop, just for the glory of having a loved one, or hooker, cast in a small part in the second act. The Ed Sullivan Theater doesn't need Colbert in it. But Cuomo (who did get donation money from CBS) anxiously offered the so-called Tiffany network some bucks to stay. And gee, a few union handymen will be able to charge overtime for "renovating" some part of the place. I think Dave would tell you the place ain't falling apart. But yeah, let's make sure it's just right for Colbert. Maybe some dust ruffles on every seat.
PS, Governor Cuomo, why not pay off the Daily News so they can hire some proofreaders? They are pigging out over there. Pig, as in sow...
The best thing is to admit, as a kind of caveat, that you're entitled to your opinion, and you might be stupid.
A typo can help...
In "Cinderella," that's when her carriage turned into a pumpkin.
According to the Daily News, 7pm is when someone magically transforms into a star.
The story is about an astonishing YouTube video: a little boy is attacked by a neighbor's dog...and his cat comes to the rescue, chasing the dog away.
When you're involved in a smutty sex story that makes the news...a middle name like this doesn't help...
It says ON the ad, "PAY PER VIEW."
So...no wonder this thing hasn't sold. You're not supposed to buy, just enjoy a "paper view" of it.
Maybe the PREFACE did have this mistake. But...the copy I found of this 1830 book, via the public library, doesn't have it.
Maybe there was an instant second edition done to correct the error?
Maybe. After all, the publisher had to realize he had a raging best seller if only he'd correct a typo. That Peeface...
Bob Dylan's Super Bowl ad for Chrysler extolled American cars, but not American beer...
What? Another one of the poorly trained, totally inferior "comedy stars" of today is going to boldly take over an iconic comedy role?
Add a bit of insult to the injury...spell Leslie Nielsen's name wrong, too.