A Quote by Bert Kreischer

I don't have that kind of brain where I can spell-check. — © Bert Kreischer
I don't have that kind of brain where I can spell-check.
Did you ever spell a word so bad that your spell check has absolutely no clue what you're trying to spell? What do you end up getting, you end up getting, like, a question mark. You got a million dollars of technology just looking back at you like, 'You got me, buddy. Which is pretty amazing because I have all the words.'
I'll write you a check. I'll write you a check. How do you spell Sheamus?
With knot of one, the spell's begun. With knot of two, the spell be true. With knot of three, the spell is free. With knot of four, the power is stored. With knot of five, the spell with thrive. With knot of six, this spell I fix.
Americans are good with to-do lists; just tell us what to do, and we'll do it. Throughout our history, we have proven that. Colonize. Check. Win our independence. Check. Form a union. Check. Expand to the Pacific. Check. Settle the West. Check. Keep the Union together. Check. Industrialize. Check. Fight the Nazis. Check.
I did a couple of writing seminars in Canada with high school kids. These were the bright kids; they all have computers, but they can't spell. Because spell-check won't [help] you if you don't know through from threw. I told them, "If you can read in the 21st century, you own the world." Because you learn to write from reading.
Spell check exists for a reason.
Sex pleasure in woman is a kind of magic spell; it demands complete abandon; if words or movements oppose the magic of caresses, the spell is broken.
If you have to go back and spell-check the text you're about to send, you're saying too much.
There's a special gut-check moment the first time you write a scene in which somebody casts a spell.
When I get up I still check the rap blogs before I check any kind of dance stuff.
Careful the spell you cast, not just on children. Sometimes the spell may last Past what you can see And turn against you... Careful the tale you tell. That is the spell.
I never thought I'd write one book, let alone three. I'm absolutely delighted and every night, thank the good lord for spell check.
Buttons ... check. Dials ... check. Switches ... check. Little colored lights ... check.
Spell-check ruins my work. It fixes all my slang and dialect into standard English. So I'm caught in a tangle of technology that feels very foreign to me.
I hate the computer. I hate their spell-check. I won't ever do e-mail.
If Al Gore invented the Internet, I invented spell check.
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