January 29, 2005

Stark raven mad

Rachael Briggs' eggcorn has two yolks with different syllabifications.

What can I say? Shit happens. Not always intentionally, I surmise:

Or, she has children that have caused the gray hair and despair from them trying her patience and she is stark raven mad.

Believe me when I say, I am use to crazy people. In fact, I really don't mind if you are stark raven mad.

Zeus. I'm serious. If anything happened to you, the count would be stark raven mad.

I can remember having panicky attacks at the tender age of 5, and they scarred the heck out of me. My worse ones were of severe thunderstorms, especially after getting caught out at the lake during a tornado in Kansas. I still get panicky when we have severe weather no matter where I live, but now I clean the house like a stark raven mad woman. I think I do this to try and keep the panic attack under control.

[PS. "scarred the heck out of me"? If you want to find eggcorns, go look in Kansas during tornado season.]
Posted by David Beaver at January 29, 2005 01:38 PM