Yesterday, I took a mini road trip through several small towns. As usual, my attention span lasted about 10 minutes, and since we were on the road for several hours, I had a lot of time to allow my mind to wonder. This is not necessarily a good thing.
First, I saw this:
Yes, there is a crack in the windshield. Yes, I'm a loser for not fixing it. don't judge!
What do you think is in the bags? After much consideration, I decided it was body parts. Possibly zombie body parts and the driver had dissected the zombies to curtail reanimation. Because really, a zombie foot is easier to deal with that a full sized zombie, right? Thank you Mr. truck driver for keeping us all safe.
Then a few minutes later I came upon this sign:
Yea. Pee On. So I stopped thinking about zombies and the appropriate weapon for dissecting them and what I would look like in leather pants (not good, but maybe with high boots....anyway....), and debated the pee on sign. Did it mean to literally pee on something? Assuming that's a wrench, it must be some sort of mechanic shop....so is that a home business that someone takes your money to pee on your yard equipment? Because I don’t think urine will fix a broken lawn mower. Or, is the pee on term used to describe the mechanic? As in “well Jim Bob, I’m just a pee on… I don’t know what that fancy, shmancy weed wackin’ device is…..” (fill in your own snotty side comment here…..) Either way, that occupied my mind for at least a half an hour.
Finally I came upon this:
Ok, I really didn’t see this exact image, (because we don’t live in animation domination nation!) but I did see a guy walking down the road with his cooler. And his buzz cut reminded me of Hank Hill. Since driving and taking photos is unsafe, (because I’m nothing if not a safe driver... Shut up!), I thought this cartoon best represented the cooler dragging fella. That and I love King of the Hill and needed a good way to bring him into this blog. And since we are talking about Hank, here is my favorite quote from Mr. Hill: " Peg, I'm trying to control an outbreak, and you're driving the monkey to the airport!" Genius. Has NO bearing on the post whatsoever, but it's just genius.
Anyway, I really don’t have a great ending to this post, so I will just end by wishing my awesome Aunt Dorothy a wonderful birthday!