My parents find all the good signs. And then they send them to me to exploit on my blog. But I’ll leave this one to my readers. I don’t think I can do it justice.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
November 21, 2011 by Tricia
My parents find all the good signs. And then they send them to me to exploit on my blog. But I’ll leave this one to my readers. I don’t think I can do it justice.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
Posted in humor, Writing | Tagged funny signs, humor, Tricia Sutton, Writer | 9 Comments
Happy Thanksgiving, Tricia. Thanks for being so entertaining… 🙂
Thanks, Laura. What’s funny about this sign is I really can’t figure out what it’s trying to say.
me neither!
I’m glad October is well past and your sense of humor has returned! Your parents obviously have a knack for unearthing weird signs, but maybe they could check with the locals for an explanation of this one???
Carol~My parents get around. They change addresses faster than Imelda Marcos can change her shoes. So they see everything from New York to California and back again.
Dusty children? Well, at least they aren’t slow children at play. 🙂
Mel~Or slow animals.
Dusty???? Hahaha!
Susie~They are just a kid wash away from being shiny children.