Showing posts with label Sign Language. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sign Language. Show all posts

Monday, July 20, 2009

SO... CAN I GET MY BALL?



Found on the boundary of the Sundre golf course. From my personal experience with the town of Sundre, I'm guessing trespassers are shot on sight.

Thank you to Ren for losing his ball in the field.

THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH



Ugh. The Calgary Stampede. Everyone whores themselves out to it.
(Go to this site. I dare you.)

AT LEAST THE WINGS ARE CUTE


Because life isn't hard enough for geeky little kids.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

NEW DRIVER


Thanks for telling us, but really, we'd prefer if you didn't block half your rear window with the announcement. I know you're new and all, but you do need to SEE out of it.

HOW'S MY DRIVING?


Probably pretty terrible if you have scratched off the phone number one would call to report you.

NO!


We stopped here for gas on our way to lovely Swift Current, Saskatchewan. There were in fact public washrooms (which Ren used and found wanting), there were no kids or teenagers, with or without parents.

If you look closely, you will see that somehow the proprietor managed to screw up the quotation marks (and no I don't mean by misusing them) by somehow managing to make the first one the infamous "69".

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!


What mother wouldn't be overjoyed by the thought of a piglet on a spit for Mother's Day?

I bet Mother Mck was very appreciative. Thanks, C McK!

DANGER DUE TO: FAB - U - LOUS


This is my first reader submitted photo to come to me. Well, from a reader that I don't know. Thank you Anonymous Submitter, who ever you are.

Men working doesn't really seem like a reason for danger, but GAY men working, well, that's a different story. I picture Miss J, Nolé Marin, and Jay Manuel wearing hard hats directing everyone to be FIERCE.