Facebook drives me batty sometimes. I will confess that I am far from perfect when it comes to grammar and such. But I do believe that I have the basics. And some things just make me shake my head.
Your dumb.
I see this comment ALL THE TIME on facebook.
Actually, that's my dumb. Because you obviously can't be trusted with it.
Oh wait. Never mind.
Dumb is apparently something to be had and fought over like the stupid little toys at my house.
MOM! I HAD IT FIRST! AND SHE ISN'T SHARING!
YOU TWO STOP IT AND SHARE THE DUMB! THERE'S PLENTY FOR ALL OF YOU!
Or maybe it's some entree at a Chinese restaurant with bean sprouts and sliced carrots and celery and noodles and chicken and some mystery sauce that gives me gas just thinking about it.
Don't order the Dumb. Last time I was here it gave me gas.
Don't get me wrong. I like Chinese food and have weird cravings for it sometimes. My point it that if you use the word as a noun, it seems to fit well into what I hear in Asian languages.
Or walking down the street.
Excuse me. Is this your dumb? I think you dropped it.
No, sorry. My dumb is pink and sparkly and cute. Wanna see it?
Your dumb.
My dumb.
I have a dumb. I keep it in a cage and feed it lettuce and skittles. It's perfect because I'm allergic to rabbits.
Their dumb.
Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb.
How's that for semantic satiation?
Think about it.
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