Tuesday, April 27, 2004

Last week I wrote about dimwitticisms. Since then I saw that the BBC is hosting an all-cliche short story written collectively by readers. It's a grotesque form of poetry. One of my favorite (and most useful) blogs, Language Log, linked to a 1985 report called Self-Annihilating Sentences, which contains these morsels of wisdom:

This book fills a much-needed gap.

Way down deep he's shallow.

He's a unique type.

You have one choice.

Anyone who reads this is illiterate.

Acupuncture is pointless.

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