4 March 2006

Check [t]Hat

--by Mike Murray

So I'm righting a peace about gophers the other day, and I almost forgot to run the spell-checker. Gaud, what wood readers have maid of that?

Fill Michel's son lines up a put to tie Tiger Would on the eighteenth, only to sea his F fort go a stray.

"Dog gone it!" Michel's son was herd to exclaim. "What's a gopher got to do to urn a brake around hear?"

Would smiled and replied, "Your preying to the wrong Gaud, Fill."

So, trust me. If you've found what you believe to be spelling errors in some of my peaces, your ayes our deceiving you.

My trustee computer's spell-checker is grate. Shirley, I can trust that modern marvel to save me from myself, Kant eye?