I shit you not

In the apartment lobby, on the bulletin board, on a flier entitled "TEXTBOOKS FOR SALE", one of the books was listed as:

"Thr scott forseman handbook for woriting."


.... I really think that the seller needs to hang on to that one.

huh...

So, apparently, where my room-mate's mother lives (same state, just upstate), they're breaking out the snow plows because of the possibility of snow.

*checks the weather*

64 degrees here, 52 degrees there.

I think someone there is over-reacting just a bit.