Each day, I make the bed. I come home to find the covers pulled down. Sometimes, she's still under them.

Happy birthday!

"If you prick us, do we not bleed?"

Using the negative interrogative in this way is quite an old trick and we usually skip mentally over the contradiction without noticing.

Anyway, in an extremely literal and vernacularly incorrect way, this headline conforms to Betteridge.

Wild times we live in.

Here's a fun, related one. How do you respond to someone who asks "am I wrong?"

(Bugs hell out of me in Big Lebowski when the Dude agrees with Walter by answering "yes" to "am I wrong?" ... doesn't feel right. Not as established as "isn't it?")

Connotative meanings build up, and this one is very very old.

It's warm today, isn't it? (Is it not?)
Why yes, it is warm.

But "isn't it" *literally* asks if the previous statement is false. You just don't read it that way because no one has ever used it that way in living memory. Or well beyond.

It's not garbage beer either. Like I figured I'd open the cooler and find High Lifes and PBRs and Keystones and the like...

After a long day of yard work and small home repairs, I am rocking on my porch with a 99 cent Modelo.

🤣

Like, you wouldn't believe.

Sometimes I tell younger coworkers tales from my salad days and they're like "no, no way that's not made up" ... and this one probably beats them all.

(If the Coen brothers see this they're gonna check for bugs)

I'll see myself out.