Dear Grown Up Incarnation of Stacy Ferguson, member of KIDS Incorporated (one of my very favorite childhood shows):
The least you can do, if you are going to put out a song that will — through no fault of my own — enter into my ears no less than three times a day, is make sure that you get your freaking pronoun/antecedent agreement right.
Every time I hear “I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket,” I think about choking children with ratty scraps of fabric. Why do you do this to me, Fergs? WHY?
The song is about you, presumably. Don’t be shy to use “her.” It would do wonders to clear up all those rumors about your, uh, genital makeup*.
*That’s right! I linked to a highly offensive, sexist, looksist celebrity gossip blog. And what of it?
i never felt truly understood until i read “eats, shoots and leaves.” i never want to be a recovering grammarian & i hope it always bothers me to see things like “kopi kwik.” does it cost more to use a Q?
shoopster recently posted a similar gripe about timbaland: http://shoopster.blogspot.com/2007/07/way-i-are.html
Huh. I thought it was “I’m Not gonna miss you like a child misses his blanket.”