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Showing posts with label signs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label signs. Show all posts

3.06.2013

Here's Your Sign, part 2

More signs that amused me:

Some people I know should set these up

Seems cheap for pot

At the beach, maybe waves should be expected

And you can help prevent them pooping on you

Say hello to my little friend. It'll blow you away...literally

This dog is so talented, its poo spells "poo"

Put your hands in the air, like you just don't care

Even when I do hold on, I still flail about

You know there was a spitting problem if they had to put up a sign

So polite and helpful

This warning should apply to "abled" people as well as "handies"...ok, maybe just me

Didn't know this was a song until a few days later

Maybe one should not be packing either dogs or cats

We want our flames fully clothed

I'd be more worried the handle was hygienic

What soundtrack are you putting to the visual in the restroom?

Mexican steroids may actually be way more dangerous than a delicious burrito

Oh, haha...burgers...I wondered where you were going with that

Maybe Jesus is not the best spokesperson for YOLO

You're grammar is awful

1.30.2013

Here's Your Sign, part 1

I enjoy taking pictures of signs. Here’s a collection of some from the past couple weeks that I find amusing:



Wear your old-fashioned undersea exploration suit when climbing on the roof

Clearly numbers 1-4 are the most important

First, the misspelling of ladies’, also there was no reciprocal sign regarding ladies in the men’s shower…

Found behind the toilet—there was not a tap, and I don't drink from the toilet

Love that the old lady is all sassy, with her hip out

On the count of three, dismount

1—there’s a kangaroo and an emu emblem, 2—I actually had to press the button for one second to turn it on then another second to turn it off

Is that really what you want?

Beware of the rhinoceros on a skateboard. He’s vicious.

Don’t throw Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer’s carcass in the trash any more

I did need to keep telling myself this

Apparently a “doona” is a comforter (or duvet to my English friends)

Should Sweeny Todd really be the one collecting sharps?

Daily reminder of how dangerous Australia is