What's with the dirty laundry?

I never thought I'd see another instance like this one ever again. You'll have to scroll down to the bottom of the post to see what I mean, but it's there.
You may not be able to see clearly what it is, but it's a washing machine atop the trunk of an early-90s model Honda Accord, being driven by an ecstatic woman who seemed to be happy to no longer have to schlep the laundry to the laundromat anymore.

Tight ain't always right.

This latest post came screeching into my inbox by way of Meuse. This was of course after I got the giggly phone call from her trying to compose herself enough to tell me she was sending me the email of what she had just witnessed. I will now let her explain what she saw in her own words. (Minor editing for grammar, punctuation and spelling. Grrr. Don't make be break out the evil English teacher brandishing the wet noodle, people!)

I hope you get this, but lemme paint the vivid picture. She dumped herself outta
this car, she was wearing one extremely large bright yellow hoop earring in her
right ear and nothing in the left. She had a yellow necklace on, those orange
stretch pants, and a sheer black top. Her gut hung out so far it looked like she
was carrying octuplets. I think the shirt had splashes of pink and blue on it,
but not really sure what that was about, then she put on a camouflage sweat
jacket. The passenger was a black female with a mohawk. (She)looked like a mini Mr T. Gawd I wish you coulda been there to see that! Sorry the pic sucks, but my
camera ain't the highest of technology...I only wish I could have gotten the
shot when she bent over into the car and then got out with the biggest wedgie I
ever saw and proceeded to pull it out right there in the parking lot.

Just remember, if you get dressed in the dark recesses of your closet with out the consultation of a mirror before you leave the house, you are setting yourself up to be fodder for blogs and ridicule everywhere. Tight ain't always right, folks.

To quote of my favorite movies from all time...

"Looks like two pigs fightin' under a blanket"--Steel Magnolias

Jesus says "come as you are"

At least that's what I've been told by several others of varying faiths. I don't doubt it, I just think it's funny when a church advertises it as well.
Thanks Yankee Belle, for this bout of hilarity. I don't think this was such a random sign as you indicated. I suspect the sign's creator was very specific indeed. Maybe Jesus doesn't like crackheads, but potheads are okay?

Vehicular sentiments

Forget road rage. This speaks volumes.


I'd like to thank Devildog for taking my van to the car wash today. It made such a stoplight opportunity possible.