Actually, I think that says it all... but if you want more details, Dear Reader, please do continue reading.
As some of you may know, I am teaching a multimedia design and animation course for Art Institute Online. Why? Well, I actually do enjoy teaching (come on, it gives me a reason to entitle a piece "When Did Everyone Turn so Fucking Stupid?" what more could you ask for?), and the extra dough will come in handy as I try to restore my heeeeeeeeedious 70's renovated kitchen to its glorious past.
Notice I say "its glorious past," not "it's glorious past."
BECAUSE IT'S PROPER FUCKING ENGLISH, AND DON'T FUCKING ASK ME AGAIN.
Dear Reader, I don't expect my students to be grammatical Rhodes Scholars, but there is nothing more dismaying - and a-fucking!-noying - than a bunch of otherwise smart kids who can't write in their mother fucking tongue to save their own lives.
Notice I say "than," not "then." Note as well my use of "their," not "there" or "they're" or even "theyre (and notice the double-entendre there? That was all me, y'all.)."
Why? See above. I've been swearing too much already, cabrón.
So, I gently suggested that my kids review a website of Mlle X's Grammatical Pet Peeves, because I, for one, tend to throw out resumes and bizarre come-ons (not come-on's) from fat old latino men, and someone is going to toss their (not there) resume too (not to), if they keep going the way they are. 'Cept I said it nice like, tho.
What do I get back? "I use'd microsofe Wrod to type my answers believe me it would be 80% worst if i din't"
Grammar Dictatrix Sez:
Are you sending me a response justifying your god-awful writing skills? I can't tell, because your fucking writing skills are so fucking poor!
Next up... fun with plagiarism! And more tales from the California Outback!