I have a strict policy against climbing on colons anyway, so this sign didn't really apply to me:
It's so comforting to know that the future of our dumpsters is in good hands:
I pulled over right away. Of course. Because it says to sell them TODAY. Not tomorrow. Not next week. Today!
I hate it when I accidentally flush my hopes and dreams.
Is this supposed to make me want to buy my child the doll?
I've always wanted to name streets. Like why would this one be named "Way Out West" when it's in the middle of the fourth biggest city in the US? I've always thought streets in Houston should be named more realistically like, "Ant Hill View Drive" or "Cockroach Acres Lane."
This is outside my dentist's office. I don't know why.
I don't understand. I didn't think people made appointments for ambulances. I thought, you call them and they come. In any case, pretty much if I'm shopping for ambulance service, I want promptness to be a given.
Those are some expensive roses and beef tenderloin. I'm pretty sure I pay less than that for chicken too. Decimal points are so useful.
