But I'm not a good typist.
However, a post a few days ago about an risque content, I put in the title "at you're own risk".
Shame on me. Naughty, naughty English major.
Of course and always it should be "your own risk".
My apologies to you all and to every English teacher I ever had and to the English language itself.
I try not to be the grammar police except for myself.
Mea culpa. Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa.
And sorry on top of all that Latin....
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