The Cletus in me…

I wish that I could say that this has only happened once, but sometimes when I’m taking notes from my textbook for Philosophy, I let Brain take over and spell the easy words. And inevitably when spelling the word ‘ideas’, Brain takes a sip of moonshine and blurts out ‘idears’! And then smiles like it’s pleased with itself and thumbs its overalls.

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I know, I take slack-jawed-itude to a whole new level of yokel.