"You don't even know how to spell Delany, bitch."
Of course, this has a limited use in my life, since most of the people I know do. But still: Book clerks around here seem to deserve it based on the response when I ask if they have About Writing in stock.
Corollary for my SF peeps: "You don't even know what the R. in Samuel R. Delany stands for, bitch."
Well, c'mon, what does it stand for? First person to get it right wins ... something. (Justine, you're disqualified. Scott, you too, because she'll just tell you.)
p.s. Yeah, bummer, I had to order it, because nobody had it in. And I need something ass-in-geary right now, because I'm not writing and I'm going a little bonkers because of it. The use of the word bonkers should suffice as an explanation.
