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On his 70th birthday, a man was given a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate was for consultation with an Shaman living nearby who was rumored to have a simple cure for erectile dysfunction. The husband went to see the Shaman.
The Shaman gave him a potion and, with a grip on his shoulder, warned ‘This is a powerful medicine. Take only a teaspoonful, and then say: '1-2-3.' When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform for as long as you want."
The man thanked the Shaman, and as he walked away, he turned and asked :
“How do I stop the medicine from working?" "Your partner must say ‘1-2-3-4,' he responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoon full of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom.
When she came in, he took off his clothes and said: "1-2 3!"
Immediately, he was the manliest of men.
His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and asked: "What was the 1-2-3 for ?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle. Granpas do take note too.
On his 70th birthday, a man was given a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate was for consultation with an Shaman living nearby who was rumored to have a simple cure for erectile dysfunction. The husband went to see the Shaman.
The Shaman gave him a potion and, with a grip on his shoulder, warned ‘This is a powerful medicine. Take only a teaspoonful, and then say: '1-2-3.' When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform for as long as you want."
The man thanked the Shaman, and as he walked away, he turned and asked :
“How do I stop the medicine from working?" "Your partner must say ‘1-2-3-4,' he responded, "but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoon full of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom.
When she came in, he took off his clothes and said: "1-2 3!"
Immediately, he was the manliest of men.
His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and asked: "What was the 1-2-3 for ?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle. Granpas do take note too.
“Four” and “for” don’t even sound alike, except maybe to a hokkienpeng. If you care about dangling participles and stranded prepositions, surely you could hear the difference between “four” and “for.”
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