Twenty minutes to count down…
In about twenty minutes, all roads in Fulton county will be declared as parking lots as sleepy kids drag themselves out of their houses with their new shiny backpacks and water bottles… with their parents in tow desperately trying to get them to stop for a minute and put on a fake smile for that all important phone picture to be posted on Facebook entitled “First day in school” !!!
Did I say I was done with terrible puns for the morning?
One more? Please! Please! Please!
I was driving to the office yesterday from Lexington office on Man O War when I suddenly saw this road sign. Had to turn the car back, come around and pull over to take a picture.
Took me some time to realize why the sign was this way. Because “Grassy Creek is greener on the other side”. Haha π
Okay, now I am done with terrible puns for this morning π
Don’t believe the “neigh”sayers
Horses travel much better than we do!!! You have to come to Lexington – one of my most favorite small places in USA – to see a big Boeing converted to essentially a barn!! What is the difference between the first class and coach class, I will never know.
The horses often fly to and from the other end of the world – e.g. Saudi Arabia. This one, I am sure is headed to “Philly” π
You see the extra rudder in the plane? You know why? To keep the plane “stable” π Evidently, this plane packs a little more “horsepower” than most similar planes π
Ok, enough of terrible puns for one morning π
Indian Mona Lisa
This will probably be funny only to my Indian friends. This is not original. Found this on the Internet. I have just mildly changed the text.
This is apparently how Mona Lisa would look in India after having two kids, husband abroad for an onsite IT project, in laws moved in to “help out” and the maidservant has not shown up π
Perfect product placement!!
Found this in a gym parking lot I had gone to last morning. I thought this a great example of product placement.
You know, you are distracted on your phone … you pull a little too close to the post … a familiar bump later, you curse yourself … come out and look at your bent bumper … and you go … “Now what do I do? Oh! I know! I have a number that I can call”! π π