"Santa's little helpers are subordinate clauses." - Seen on a garage notice board.
I'm so tired, I giggle every time I think of it.
Subordinate CLAUSES. Get it?
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4 comments:
I'll have what she's having ;P
I can tell you some of the side affects: stupidity and hysterical giggling, with slight chances of emotional showers...
It's not for the faint-hearted.
Subordinate clauses...
*snort*
Thanks for the English lesson Koeks! You know you're going crazy?!
Hi Kop - I put the explanatory link in just for you.
I've had sleep now, so the world has more perspective... but I still think it's funny.
;-)
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