My Politically Incorrect Brain

I tend to misread things if I happen to catch just a glance. For example, there's an ad on the buses that says "What It Vivitrol?" (It doesn't tell you what it it, except to give one of those horrible made-up drug names that bear no relation to any known human language.) I keep reading it as "What Is Vitriol?"

But the one that caps all the others is: I have the first volume of Glen Cook's Instrumentalities of the Night series sitting out, which is titled The Tyranny of the Night. Needless to say, as I walk by and catch it out of the corner of my eye, I read it as The Tranny of the Night.

And don't think that doesn't call up some weird images.