Beware the jubjub bird, and shun the fruminous spellcheck

I participated in a table reading of an exciting new play last night: Scorched Earth, by David Robbins, adapted from his novel of the same name. More about that in a minute.
I sat next to Eric Williams (fellow word nerd and new best friend) who noticed a typo: the word "tried" appeared as "tired." Hilarity ensued.
"…and the accused was tired for murder."
Tired for murder? Is that some new liberal punishment? You get tired to death? I can see it now. The convicted murderer stands against a ...