Sunday, April 27, 2008

Heeding the Signs



I washed my car here the other day and amazingly, I heard no loud music

Now if they could just put up a sign that read, "No Screaming Brats"

4 comments:

D said...

Damn; I'd love to wash my car with Wagner's "Ride of the Valkyries" booming out at huge volume ala Apocalypse Now...

That would be a first...

Rock Candy said...

The screaming brats are routinely 'hosed' down by crappy mothers who think it is proper punishment.

D said...

"proper punishment" - heck, it's their weekly shower

the pressure washer makes it so convenient: soap, rinse, and hot wax to get the little urchins to a glossy shine.

Lavi D. said...

My idea of quality childcare is a bowl of food and water in a room with a drain in the floor.


Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.

-Hunter S. Thompson


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That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular.