With everything changing so fast, it's easy for a conservative to turn into a cranky

old stick in the mud, who's forever saying things like, get off my lawn or, hey, stop

taking all my rights and freedoms away.

Or if you steal my Trump for president sign again, I'll rip your heart out with my bare

hands and feed it to your children for supper.

No one likes a funny dutty, so we here at the Andrew Clayton show occasionally like to

try to help you get hept to the jive, with some timely hints on how to live in our

confusing modern world.

Today we'll deal with pronouns.

In the old days, pronouns were easy.

Men were men and women were women, and you could tell which were which by the fact that

men had facial hair and said things like, hey, honey, I'm home, what's for dinner?

And women had bodies that made you forget your last name and said things like, I'm leaving

you to go live with Jane, my women's history professor.

And maybe that was just the women I knew.

Anyway, in those old days, using pronouns was simple.

If you were talking about a man, you simply used he and him as in, if he comes home and

asks, what's for dinner one more time, I'm going to leave him for my women's history professor.

And if you were talking about a woman, you she or her as in, she took all my money and

went off to live with her.

You may be able to come up with sample sentences that are more suitable to your own personal

situations.

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