I'm a sweet lady named Debbie D. Marino, or Day Marino or D. Marino or D. Marino or

D.E. capital MA.M. It's Italian, Jim. Subject line, 49 acres, Dash, Mason jar coincidence, question mark,

question mark. Women always do too many, you know, too many punctuations, just one will do.

Two doesn't double the question, and they also do too many exclamation marks.

I think a lot of women just end every sentence with an exclamation mark and I've never understood

that. How do I know then when it's hurried, when you're

exclaiming, when you're when you're adding intensity if every sentence has an exclamation

mark? Well they put five. every sentence has an exclamation mark.

Well, they put five.

You can use a period.

You can make a statement with just a period.

You don't have to put that exclamation mark.

I don't know where women got that.

It reminds me of being in school and they do the heart for the dot on the eye.

I don't know why they do that. Debbie, sweet Debbie writes,

listening and just pulled this finished quilt for my uncle Lloyd

out of the dryer.

And who do you start talking to space before the punctuation and then a

double question mark. Jim have I ever told you Eddie Martini this is the weirdest thing, it's like a block in his brain.

I would love to study this under a microscope.

At the end of an email email he will put a space before the final punctuation.

Never brings it up, never asked if he'd notice it. We're going on 20 years doing this and it drives me nuts. Why did you do that?

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