Here are some submissions that I found sitting in my Spam folder — thanks, GMail!
…gotta be fake, right?
Other Famous Billy’s!
I guess you could force this one to mean it’s a dance for 4 time Grammy nominees that lasts all night…
(Thanks to Peter, Amy, and Lois)
David writes:
My family went blueberry picking in MI this past weekend and found these signs. To put it simply: These farmers don’t allow weekends or dogs as freely as they allow apostrophes.
Joey writes:
This shirt was a gift to all the RAs at the end of my last year as an
Resident Advisor. I love the idea behind the shirt, but I pretty much only wear it to bed because the apostrophe in RAs bugs me, especially since this shirt was designed by a woman with a masters degree.
April writes in with:
This banner was put up outside this store in Austin, TX, just before Father’s Day and is still up. I’m not sure what Love Knives are (and I am scared to find out) but Father has them.
Thanks April!
Becky sends in this example from her local Wild Oats store:
No word on if this abuse has led to new “anonymous” postings by Whole Foods CEO John Mackey.
Rhonda sent in this picture of a contract she was given for her son’s birthday party at a local bowling alley:
A nice little pair with Pizza’s and Pitcher’s.
Spring sent in this flyer for a tattoo parlor in Clearwater, Florida:
This is from a Sportsman’s Warehouse sports store in Canberra, Australia.
(Thanks, Harp!)
Bethany writes in with:
I’m not sure if this qualifies as apostrophe abuse or just plain
punctuation abuse, but check out this T-shirt spotted in my local
Walgreens.
…and if it’s all about the fish, what about that poor whale?
Lisa spotted this one in Fremont…