I saw a bumper sticker today that read, “The road to hell is paved with liberals.”
That would explain a lot. I mean, conservatives have been walking all over liberals for the past six years. Now we finally know where they’re going with it!
I saw a bumper sticker today that read, “The road to hell is paved with liberals.”
That would explain a lot. I mean, conservatives have been walking all over liberals for the past six years. Now we finally know where they’re going with it!

Don’t trust your office to some amateur building! Hire a professional!
Of course, what I’m really concerned about is what it does on its day off…
Found on the side of an AM-PM convenience store today:

That’s one cranky glass of water.
Or maybe Odo?
My best guess is that they were trying to say something like “inflammable,” decided it wouldn’t fit, and misused a thesaurus.
A while back I was driving on the freeway and noticed a truck with this logo:

OK, so I’m maybe a bit focused on the Flash, but then I started looking at the design.
Hmm…
It got me thinking about commercial applications of super-speed. Not something that turns up often in the super-hero genre, but it shows up occasionally. Kapitalist Kouriers is the first one that comes to mind. They were a trio of Soviet defectors who decided to sell their services as couriers and, from time to time, heroes for hire.
Now that the election is done, here are some of the campaign signs we saw that elicited some unintended laughter.

I couldn’t decide between two captions: “But I did not hunt the deputy…” and “I didn’t think they were in season.”

This isn’t funny on its own, but coming right off the Lost season finale, all I could think was, “Vote for me, brother!”

Uh… I hate to break it to you, but that’s green…

OK, so they’re just storing stuff on the side of the intersection for a while, but seriously… doesn’t it look like a barricade?
Found on a corner in Buena Park:

I don’t know about you, but I think I’d need one of those Sam Adams Smoothies before I ate a beer tortilla.
Then there was this truck parked across the street:

Now, primed with the beer tortillas, what comes to mind? <Homer Simpson voice>: “Mmm…carpet!” And from there, it’s a short leap to…well, licking carpet. At this point, whether you get the joke should tell you how dirty your mind is.