As you may or may not care, I frequent a little site called http://www.thecorrectness.com . And by “little” I mean vastly huge in relation to my dust spec of a site. We have a friendly working relationship where I rant insistently & incessantly in the comment section and they tolerate me, well, because they have no choice.
From time to time like a bad commercial I seep into their collective consciousness and they find themselves humming the grating little tune that is me. When this happens they attempt to expunge me from their brains, first by humming the Flintstones theme, and then failing in that they put fingers to keys and inflict the smallest bit of me on their readership.
Now to my visitors (all 5 of you), git your bums over to The Correctness (yes that means you too Mom!)…
For those of you in the know and keeping score, this is my third appearance on a made up Magic card. (I am only responsible for 1 of the 3).