That Isn't Art

Ugh, Seriously? (via fueledbyphotos)

Who is Hes? Is that the man you’re holding hands with? What kind of a name is Hes, anyway? Is it he from one of those sketchy little European countries no one has ever been to but that people always say they want to visit someday? (“Oh, yes, I’ve just GOT to make it out to Slobonia some day, I hear the fishing villages are to die for.”)

Oh, oh, OH: You meant “he’s”. You know, with an apostrophe. See, cause without it, it’s just Hes. With it, it means “he is” which makes a whole hell of a lot more sense. But I know, it’s hard to reach your pinky over to that apostrophe key. It’s way over there. It’s too far. Instead, just invalidate the entire meaning of what you’re writing, or look like a lazy idiot (or both!).

Also, while we’re at it, I can almost guarantee you he won’t always be worth it. Just wait until he starts farting on your dinner plates and playing the spoons on his beer-belly while your parents are in the room during Hanukkah. Then we’ll see just how worth it Hes is.