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I didn't. David Crystal did. But don't cut him out in little stars; he's a nice man. My friend met him at a conference. She bought his book and he signed it. Ergo, nice man ;)

Edit: He's also a Fellow of the Learned Society of Wales. That should appease you, right?

Edit edit: And he wrote a book on pronouncing Shakespeare, and on spelling and punctuation. And he has a beard almost as impressive as Oly's, albeit not pink. I have no idea why everybody doesn't fall at his feet and worship.
 
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*sigh* I'll give him a pass for the beard. A good beard is hard to find: my 18-year-old brother still can't grow a full one, even though he's been trying since he was 15. He's got a goatee and little patches, which he neglects shaving.
 
Ha! My family is way ahead of yours. Five out of five men in our family wear full beards.

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Wait, I forgot about the recently acquired five new ones. But no matter; they will grow full beards in approximately 10-16 years.

Edit: Just to be clear, my family are not Duck Dynasty.
 
Miss Freckles said:
Edit edit: And he wrote a book on pronouncing Shakespeare,
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I like him already.

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and on spelling and punctuation.
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And he has a beard almost as impressive as Oly's,
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I MUST MEET THIS MAN

The Felonious Fiend of Freckles said:
albeit not pink.
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What have I done to thee, that thou torment'st me so with foul falsehoods and allegations of pinkness? O woe is me! My soul is overcome with grief, and the light of the sun appeareth not unto mine eyes.
 
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Darkness hath its own beauty: long not for the sun, but love the night, with all its little stars. Thy beard shall glow softly* beneath the moon.



*"Softly" means, it will look pinker. Or more pink. Whichever you prefer.
 
Tell me how texting slang is worse than the last three posts!

The Odorous Ogre Olórin said:
What have I done to thee, that thou torment'st me so with foul falsehoods and allegations of pinkness? O woe is me! My soul is overcome with grief, and the light of the sun appeareth not unto mine eyes.
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How that should take thee by surprise I fail to see, Sir, for knowest thou not? It octobereth. Some honey-tongued deceivers call this foe by the name of Indian Summer, but if indeed it be an Indian, 'tis covered in war paint and wielding a tomahawk, and if indeed it be summer, 'tis the one from the 2009 romantic comedy with Zooey of Deschanel at the end of which she cruelly deserteth her lord.
 
We're merely showing our understanding of English suffixes. Our interest in grammar is the difference, you see. (Mostariest pinkaliousnest? Mostalicious pinkisterousest? Mostesterest pinkeresteresterest?)
 
Movement! *fires flamethrower into bushes* *throws self behind Freckles*I think Mike has a different headache. Yours seems too...devoted...to switch hosts.
 
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