(alternately titled: a pudendum posse petty filed trophy - by hy phen - made declarative).
Appearance of the New Courier (with namesake "Georgia Ives") flew into the courtroom faster than Bold face WingDings.
After the judge opened waxed sealed envelope stamped with official legal imprimatur sound of silence filled courtroom.
Once particulars perused high lighting prickly principle details, a noticeable con jug gay shun didst Impact countenance of attired judge.
Recess announced at authority decree (spelled out with quotation marks high lighting dotted i's and crossed t's) figuratively a nouns sing moratorium for those accused of run on sentences, split infinitives, then versus than... incorrect usage of ellipses, et cetera.
The justice of supreme court critically espied quotation marks (underscoring reductio ad absurdum Times New Roman regulation) against stiff ****** penalty as per those who commit rhetorical perturbations. This lenient fiat occurred immediate by innocent omission of a colon, which subsequently, naturally, and immediately affected every future jury presiding over a defendant applying incorrect punctuation.
A favorite comma cull anecdote often repeated by my late english grammar (a palliative to me psyche despite the multi-generational difference in age) happened, when she celebrated twenty and counting punctual marks, whence time in utero came to an end period.
Many question marks still abound as per the specific circumstances of this generally uneventful birth, only she seemed to dash from womb (of her mother
mine great grandmother christened Latina Greco) with a pointed exclamation declaration of independence while ****** constitution adorned with supposedly shimmering invisible golden braces and full set of teeth.
Somewhat averse to authoritarianism and mores of assuming sir name of the groom, she maintained nom de plume affixed on her birth certificate.
If born that way today, and ready to pledge marital vow, would probably follow common custom and hyphenate name of beau similar to newlyweds of this day and very moment.
Back in those days though, townβs folk exclaimed with pointed superstition that a baby born after being bracketed nine months
within womb (which seemed like an eternal sentence), and equipped with means to esse chew would most likely experience little colon difficulty.
As a dignified divine dowager, she willingly shared her cradle to graveside tidbits (populated with many wisecracks and marked quotations from a life that spanned more than a century21.