From Twice Upon A Roadtrip—
Ethan: You again?
Shan: It’s editing time.
Ethan: You had your turn. I’m supposed to be getting honeymoon sex right now.
Shan: Trust me, it’s overrated. By the time Jill goes through all those nerves, and fasts to fit into her dress after stress-eating for two weeks, and then all that dancing, and…forget it. Anyway, you need some work.
Ethan: So what is this? Did you send me out half-dressed or what?
Shan: Well…you’re dressed, but you need your tie straightened, and your shoes on the right feet, and about a bazillion commas surgically removed. Little stuff like that.
Ethan: Did you say surgery?
Shan: Hey, it could be worse. I left Tomas with his pants down around his ankles to come straighten your tie.
Hello, my name is Shannon, and I’m addicted to commas. I also randomly capitalize letters for no reason. But I’m a profeshunul righter, yes I am. I’m going to have to pitch in for Mel to send extra fudge to our editor this year. :nod: