Once upon a time, I said exactly what I thought without saying at all what I meant. When forced by circumstance to extract my food from my mouth and . . . correct . . . the outrageously stupid words I had actually used, I labeled the entirety of my side of the conversation as (sub)Standard English Usage.
Looking back, that describes many events and exchanges in my life with terrific aptness.
Here's to hoping that in writing this down, I do a better job of keep my big feet out of it.
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