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Good Lord, seek help.

And welcome to my virtual plonkfile. (There's another portmanteau word for you.)

BTW, when I informed you that "here on" was not "a" word -- singular -- it was because you were waxing livid over your imagined assertion that others were using the word sequence as "a" word -- singular -- and hence, your loony "proof" that it is not "a" word -- singular -- is nuts!

I will leave you with this thought: "here on" are TWO words, plural. Try to meditate on that concept until it sinks into your nitpicking skull. Or, don't. I don't care, I am through with you. Life's too short for nitpicking pests. I have enough stuff on my plate in real life (none of your f'n business) that I don't have the time or inclination to wrestle in the mud with you. (You know what they say about "don't do it, because they enjoy it, and you get muddy.")

Enjoy yourself, and good bye.

Bite you and your portmanteau words. All is makes you look as if you're foolish and playing the one-up game. You also would do well with reading comprehension classes as I was the one to point out here on is NOT a word. The correct usage is hereon...as in singular. I gave 2 (two) usages using here on and hereon. Both stated there was no listing for either spelling of here on. Hereon just happened to be listed in both dictionaries but you're such a walking-talking fount of knowledge, who cares about dictionaries.

You're the one who needs to seek help in several separate areas: reading comprehension, taking on a poster for one word (when she happened to be right), the need to attack others with your 'oh so superior' condescending attitude. So you have enough stuff on your plate (which is none of my f'ng business)to where you can no longer wrestle in the mud with me. Of course, you infer my choice of venue is in a pig sty and so therefore I must be a pig. I can only hope and pray your nastiness towards me is being fed by "enough stuff on your plate (which is none of my f'ng business)". Regardless of the manner in which you've attacked me, I'll say prayer for you in order your plate becomes much more manageable.

Oh, and as far as enjoying myself...it's a real hoot when your only living blood relative is facing breast cancer and ovarian cancer. Makes my silly corrective stomach surgery pale in comparison. I'm laughing all the way to the hospital. Not that you'd give a flying damn. Matter of fact, I fully expect you to cackle with glee since Sally'sConcerns has her own overflowing plate to deal with.