Monday, September 21, 2009

...IF you have no problem with printing thousands of these without having someone with a triple-digit IQ proofread them.


I picked up this postcard at the West Branson Wal-Mart for my sister, the badge-carrying grammar cop (of course, I can never remember to drop it in the mail!).

The heinous "YOUR from Branson" caught my eye initially, but the absolute butchering of 'hors d'oeuvre' sent me over the top.

I don't even care about the content--This is egregious.

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