You Know What’s Crazy? I’ll tell you what’s CrAzY.
A traffic signal that tells you to go F-yourself.It should say don’t walk. Instead it makes you think that you are at an Andrew Dice Clay concert.
My tax payer dollars are paying for what?
That’s what the people of Washington State have to be asking themselves every time their cross walk signal illuminates giving them the middle Finger.
City officials say it is an unintentional glitch but I think that it’s God pulling a practical joke on pedestrians.
It’s a well known fact that God doesn’t like walkers or Washington. It’s true, look it up.
Wouldn’t it be great if signs said what most of us think.
Imagine your normal traffic signal. Instead of a green light, there is a little face that screams go.
Instead of a yellow caution light, there’s a little yellow face that screams hurry up, don’t stop, punch it.
Instead of a red light, there’s a big sad clown face that says, you are now going to be late for work. You should have run it. Ha Ha.
Wouldn’t it be great if you could wear baseball hats that read your mind and flashed your thoughts across the front like a billboard in Times Square.
When you meet an attractive woman in the cereal aisle, your mouth says “I like Quisp cereal, don’t you?”
But your hat could crawl, “You have a fine lady-caboose and I was hoping you liked hot tubbing.”
The two are subtely different don’t you think?
How about a sign on the bottom of low flying planes that targets home owners.
“Your gutters look clogged.”
How about signs on top of houses that say:
“Shove it. Hope Richard Ramirez is on board.”
How about signs in your car that flash drivers on the interstate what you really think.
A middle finger would come standard with the base unit. For a little extra, you could purchase an animated donkey sticking its own head in its own hind quarters.
How about when you go to the DMV. Instead of a sign that says NEXT Please, the sign over the teller’s head can say what she is really thinking: “I am underpaid, the holder of a h.s. diploma, and I am generally unhappy with the overall quality of my life, so prepare to be chastised and belittled as you try to renew your license.”
Signs for what you really think? A sign of the future? Doubtful.
Way to be crazy Spokane. You have style. I say take your sign and shove it where the sun don’t shine.
And that is crazy.