A good friend of mine is constantly on the lookout for incorrect grammar and idiotic use of idiom. So much so it has become something of a sport for me to try to squeeze in as many malapropisms as possible during dialogue, sending him into fits of frustration and incandescent rage. It is fun, there is little else to amuse us in Oxford, and I enjoy upsetting his apple tart.
So, if you ride a tantrum bicycle, keep a fire distinguisher handy, always read the destructions, suffer pigments of your imagination, are the very pineapple of politeness, or have spread dysentery among the ranks, you might enjoy this list of common mistakes. It peaked my interest.