Wednesday Writing - A few funny items.

I admit I am stealing this from William Kerns (from his Facebook posts) who admits he stole it from a friend (who wouldn't mind). So basically I don't take any credit for what comes next - and have to admit I am not really sure who gets the credit now.

When I encounter an upset grammar nazi, I pat them on the back and say "There, Their, They're"
A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
A dangling modifier walks into a bar. After finishing a drink, the bartender asks it to leave.
A question mark walks into a bar?
Two quotation marks “walk into” a bar.
The bar was walked into by the passive voice.
Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They drink. They leave.
What would have happened had a subjunctive walked into a bar?
An antecedent walked into a bar, and they ordered a drink.
An ellipsis walked into a bar…
Bartender asks a woman what she wants. “An entendre,” she says. “Make it a double.” So he gives it to her.
An alliteration traipsed into a tavern, where it tangled tempestuously with an insistent, illiterate intern.
A typo wakled into a bar.
A rabbi, a priest, and a cliché walk into a bar.
Two possessive apostrophe's walk into the bar as if they owned the place.
A subject and a verb have a disagreement in a bar, and one of them pull out a pistol.
A heedless homonym walks into a bar. You think he wood of scene it write in front of him.
The Oxford Comma joined in a high-spirited debate at the bar that included his parents, Ayn Rand and the Bishop of Canterbury.