Today's gems from the proofing mines.

Deborah has grown jealous of Mary and Brooke and their apparently untouchable position as apples of mine eye, and has come out of left field with an ENTIRE COMMANDO SQUAD to support her claim to awesomeness. Behold:

* "The No-Punctuation Brigade is pulling a raid and arresting this comma. Bye-bye."
* "The comma from before has been relocated to this prison: he lives here now."
* "The No-Punctuation Brigade is arresting that first comma as looking suspicious."
* "The No-Punctuation Brigade is now employing snipers and has picked off the first comma. Head-shot."

From Brooke, in reaction to a bit of text:

* "Hee hee hee. Thoughtbubble with Raysel holding a flame-thrower, setting Sesame Street on fire."

Also from Brooke, on her never-ending campaign against my tendency towards excessive verbiage:

* "LARGELY. LAGOON. NOW."
* "Usually, you look like of lonely and awkward there. Why don't you come over here, to my nice, soothing LARGELY LAGOON. The alligators will cuddle with you."
* "Yoohoo! Free daiquiris in the LAGOON. What? You say the lagoon smells like lye, and no one ever seems to come out of the lagoon? Ha ha, what a card you are!"

Let's review. My manuscripts are a) apparently monitored by a crack commando squad that believes in shooting innocently misplaced punctuation in the head, and b) have a direct connection to a death-trap lagoon full of alligators.

I knew I liked writing for a reason.