Grammar outing

Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They drink. They leave.

Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, “Get out — we don’t serve your type.”

A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.

A dangling modifier walks into a bar. After finishing a drink, the bartender asks it to leave.

A question mark walks into a bar?

Two quotation marks “walk into” a bar.

A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to drink.

The bar was walked into by the passive voice.

An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.

The past, the present and the future walked into a bar. It was tense.

A synonym ambles into a pub.

A hyperbole totally ripped into this bar and destroyed everything.

At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar — fresh as a daisy, cute as a button and sharp as a tack.

A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.

A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.

Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapsed to the bar floor.

An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.

The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.

A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.

A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned a man with a glass eye named Ralph.

A group of homophones wok inn two a bar. Lisa Denton

A dyslexic walks into a bra.

A period walks into a bar and makes a full stop.