
I literally cannot believe it. Did I use the word “literally” in the correct context? Anyone who has any basic knowledge of grammar would say no. Or you might say yes, but then I would say you were wrong. At least up until today.
Dictionaries have begun expanding their current definition of the word (which is ‘without exaggeration’) to include that ‘literally’ can now be used for affect. And no, these are not dictionaries created by random teenagers trying to prove their parents wrong.
Oxford is doing it…
Even Google is doing it!!
This is literally insane. Literally.
When in doubt – and debt – just sell your nephews paraphernalia from his past relationships! At least, that’s the motto Kevin Federline’s grandfather seems to live by.
Earl Story, Federline’s retired grandfather, with the help of Federline’s aunt, Diane Story, thought it a good idea to “sell some stuff on eBay in order to make a quick buck. instead of selling his stuff, however, he compiled various items from Federline’s relationship with Britney Spears, including their wedding baby shower invitations, a hat the couple signed for Story, a picture of Spears pregnant with son Sean Preston, a letter from Dr. Phil McGraw asking for an interview with the Federline family after the couple’s break-up, and much, much more. Story claims that he is selling this stuff at this point in his life to “help fund his retirement” – at least, that’s what the eBay description reads.
“With the recent death of his wife Betty [Story],” reads the description, “Earl no longer wishes to keep these items when they can be appreciated by a collector.” Someone contact Webster and let them know that stalkers are now also called collectors! Honestly, who else would be interested in bidding actual money on this stuff?!
Astonishingly, Story didn’t receive any bids on his memorabilia. Surprise, surprise! Guess his collectors didn’t have as much money to spend on Brit Brit paraphernalia as he thought. So what will Story do with all this stuff now? I bet Sean Preston and Jayden James comes across a box in the attic full of all this stuff twenty years from now. I wonder how much it’ll all be worth then…
