My first job was working in an orange juice factory, but I just couldn’t concentrate on the same old boring rind, so I got canned. Next, I became a lumberjack, but I just couldn’t hack it, so they gave me the ax. I was employed at a diet center, but I got downsized. I became […]
Welcome to the website woven for wordaholics, logolepts, and verbivores. Carnivores eat meat; herbivores eat plants and vegetables; verbivores devour words. If you are heels over head (as well as head over heels) in love with words, tarry here a while to graze or, perhaps, feast on the English language. Ours is the only language in which you drive in a parkway and park in a driveway and your nose can run and your feet can smell.