Twitter being littered as it is with all kinds of spelling contortions, editing the tweets of others is a joyless and sort of unfair practice. But this one, a trifecta of shame, could not be allowed to pass:
Shamefully, she hasn’t read Lady Chatterley’s Lover. It’s doubly shameful since she interns at a literary erotica magazine. And, for the Triple Crown of shame, she misspelled Chatterley.
Bonus MRP moment: I’m finally reading Are You There Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea, by Chelsea Handler, so I can cross that off my “About Time I Read It” list, but someday I’ll tackle (maybe) Remembrance of Things Past, Ulysses, or The Sound and the Fury. What book is it about time you read?