I’ve long wondered, but lacked the intellectual inertia to explore or even pose the question.
Which of these is the correct spelling and application of the phrase?
– For Fuck Sake
– For Fucks Sake
– For Fuck’s Sake
Discuss amongst yourselves.
I’ve long wondered, but lacked the intellectual inertia to explore or even pose the question.
Which of these is the correct spelling and application of the phrase?
– For Fuck Sake
– For Fucks Sake
– For Fuck’s Sake
Discuss amongst yourselves.
You might think that, at the geriatric age of 18 years, she may have started leaking a bit—having a bit of trouble holding her oil.

Depends.
No, she’s not seeping oil.
She’s marking her territory.
Also, I’ve put it off long enough. It’s time to tear her down and overhaul the engine, transmission, fork seals, rear axle.
Basically everything.
…but…
I’m grabbing a couple of tools from our Tool Cabana to go work on the leading edges of the wings. It’s noisy here: diesel engines, power units, occasional jet engine. And I hear, very distinctly (though surrounded by noise) The Moonlight Sonata. What the?
From the battery charger.
I comment, “I hear music.“
The crew thinks I’m hearing things.
“My dudes…I swear I hear The Moonlight Sonata.”
A few guys comment that, “oh, I think the charger is broken.”
“No, that’s most definitely Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata.”
“Bea who?”
“Ludwig van Beethoven. He was a composer. And why do I hear Beethoven right now? Did I hit my head again?!”
Apparently, it’s a feature.
The crew still thinks I’m a crazy old guy. Don’t care.
And because I can’t leave well-enough alone, I changed each of our six chargers to a unique charge notice.