"Bad proofreader, bad BAD proofreader!" Zelda

"Bad proofreader, bad BAD proofreader!" Zelda glared. "All you've done is introduce fresh errors to the typesetters' pristine proofs! Have you been smoking in your office again?"

Then the bad proofreader turned really bad and marked a crimson laser "x" on Zelda's forehead, from the desert eagle's scope. "Zelda, you're about to become a legend," and

with that, he pulled the trigger. Zelda should have died right there but in the split second the proofreader shot the gun, a hawk flew by the took the bullet. When Zelda realized

that the previous fold had a glaring grammatical error, it was clear that she had succeeded in distracting the proofreader as plan. She continued too cavort. The ensuing deluge off

the Nevada coast was mere sprinkles compared to the pounding Isla California took. Her prancing went on without stop. Onlookers began to gather

to see her tumble over a railing of the beachside cafeteria & plummeted into the ocean. Dolphins & octopi swarmed on her. I looked back to my PC. "Foldest Stories on FoldingStory."

I typed every letter to make such an interesting plot, talking about how the dolphins and octopi gratefully ate the lady alive. There was a knock on my door and i opened to my

surprise there was a run-on sentence with a dangling participle! My grammar always told me to beware of these - the spells they cast were wicked! The dolphin/octopus plot soon

devolved into fifty shades of aquatic erotica. The octopus did most of the writing, surprisingly, then hid in an ancient jar while the dolphin edited it and threw in a few

chains &whips, you know the normal stuff. The SquidKing didnt really C how "freaky" the aquatic erotica genre was, he's being doing it 4years with the rays, & they never bat an eye