I received this in an email today, and being so pedantic about grammar (thanks to my mother!) I laughed out loud at this one....
Here's a good story.
On my birthday, I got a gift certificate from my wife..
The certificate paid for a visit to a witch doctor living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After being persuaded, I drove to the reservation, handed my ticket to the witch doctor, and wondered what I was in for.
The old man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to me, and with a grip on my shoulder, warned, 'Mmmm, This powerful medicine and must be respected. You take one teaspoonful and say '1-2-3 'When you do that, you become more manly than you ever been in many moons and you perform as long as want.'
I was encouraged. As he walked away, I turned and asked, 'How do I stop the medicine from working? '
'Your partner say '1-2-3-4,' he responded. 'But when she do that, medicine not work again until next full moon.'
I was eager to see if it worked. I went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited my wife to join me in the bedroom. When she came in, I took off my clothes and said, '1-2-3!'
Immediately, I was the manliest of men. My wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes. And then she asked, 'What was the 1-2-3 for?'
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentence with a preposition.