So I'm reading, or trying to read, The Logic of Millenial Thought in Eighteenth-Century New England, and get my Cotton Mathers on. I get through the introduction. The line reads:
I assume all responsibiility for errors, sins of omission or commission, or any other faults the book bears.
I assume all responsibility for errors, sins of omission and commission, any others are the fault of the book bears.
And I'm like OMG THE BOOK BEARS ARE WHAT MAKE TYPOS I
BOOK BEARS OH MY GOD.
And then I noticed my mistake, and mourned briefly for the loss of a world where all other sins could be blamed on book bears, (who in my head look like the Alot), took some more anti-inflammatories, and scrunched down further into bed.