
Today’s Drabble scored a big laugh from me for its uncanny combination of two comic strip staples: the unbearable stickler for grammar and the sarcastic, emasculating wife. I was surprised to see how well these archetypes worked together, especially since neither one strikes me as funny in and of themselves. It probably helped that I was caught off guard by the punchline, preoccupied as I was with trying to figure out the true definitions of “nauseous” and “nauseated.” Turns out the son in this strip has a point, even if it relies on hopelessly strict and outdated standards of usage.





