Need paint?

They were turned down for one of those vehicle wrap jobs - your car gets wrapped in advertising and the company pays for it and a fee for using your car. So they decided to use what looks like chalkboard paint. If the handprints were smaller, I'd say smurfs pushed the car one day when it broke down. This gives new meaning to the phrase "leave your mark"

These have appeared in my crackbook feed of late....

moto-mannequin

I found this on Crackbook on a group of women riders who own their own rides, and I have shamelessly stolen it.

Gauging the language on the signs behind the rider, I'm guessing it's a Caribbean locale.

Rats & Babies

Ok this one comes to me via my crackbook friends Kim & Megan. Megan shared with Kim, who then suggested I share it here. Indeedy.
The story goes that Megan took her son to the Rat's house of Pizza and Cesspool of Germs and Cacophony of Noise. It's more commonly and commercially known as Chuck E Cheese. They were leaving, as a family with a newborn emerged from the vehicle and proceeded to celebrate bringing home baby at said petri dish.
The caption on her picture read "1 - WTF kind of grammar is that? 2 - Who brings a newborn to CEC?"
And in case the picture isn't easy to decipher the scrawled Redneckese, it says "JUSt homecome-d"

Just in time for March Madness

My internet friend Kim posted this on Crackbook. I couldn't resist sharing it here:

Busted!

It's quiet at my house and for a change I came across something blog-worthy and jumped right on posting it. I have a folder full of blog fodder pictures that need to be posted. Maybe some of that can happen when Devildog is in school and the kids are sleeping in on a morning he has classes.
In any case, this was one my pal Kimberly shared on Crackbook, after one of her friends saw this in the hotel parking lot on their travels, and I just felt compelled to share. Well, there's that, and the last entry for this blog was the end of March. Yes, blogdeath. We haz it here.
In any case, on with the photo.

Like I've told my kids over and over and over again, "If you're going to be stupid, at least be smart about being stupid." Apparently this guy didn't have a mom who sang that refrain enough for him:



If it's too pixelated to read, the note says "Dear Dave, Tell your G.F. ur wife & kids say hi. PS I cleaned out bank. Your broke. <3 Nikki & kids"

Horsing around the Drive Thru

A friend from church who moved up to Georgia just posted on Facebook this interesting photo with the caption
"And THIS is how you do drive thru at McDonald's on a saturday night in Georgia." following it up with "He was not alone...there were others with him on more horses."

Photo courtesy Angie D. in GA., who was out with her husband and they laughed so hard they had to pull over to take the picture.

Unlikely pairings

Whodathunk these two go so well together?

This from Danika T.

New meaning to McPieces Parts

A message board buddy shared this on Crackbook, and I couldn't help but share it here.

The caption reads "McDonalds In Hartsville , South Carolina. A friend of mine posted this. I just had to repost it! Talk about a BAD spelling error!!! :)"

Thanks Tim Lavinder for permission to post this after swiping it from your page.

How many words is this worth?

There is a blogger/knitter that I stalk and she posted this to her Facebook page, saying

"The Kodiak Police Department just moved to a brand new building. Landscapers were hired to plant grass, and they had a little fun with it. Photo taken by my mom."

Industrious, no?

My pal Kim saw this and posted it on Facebook, tagging me for the blog. I love when people send me this stuff. I haven't been as fast on the shutter lately and have missed lots of funny things on the road.

Kim said "This guy is pulling a lawn mower with the grass catcher in his milk crate. ... FYI the only thing in this area of town is where the interstates cross and a bunch of resturants, oh and a Walmart. So, I figure he was making a Run for the Boarder (Taco Bell) and then to Walmart. I've seen many milk crates filled with beer"
Quite honestly, I'm just a tad surprised there isn't a passenger on the lawnmower, hitching a ride with him to the store.
What? there's room for one.

Brought & Paid For

well, there are few words needed here.
Grammar = FAIL
(click the picture for a closer look)

Foot Funk

The only reason I can come up with is her feet smell really bad from sitting up at the soccer field so many hours in this blazing Florida heat.

This from Kristina:

Are you flippin' serious!? Yep, this "person" was driving down US1 with her foot hanging out the driver side window. To my motorcycle people: please be careful, there are asswipes everywhere.

Hell froze in New Orleans

I was trolling Crackbook and one of my board buddies posted this picture.




















(it says "They must be wearing coats in hell. GO SAINTS!")

redneck payload

A friend who works at Home Depot sent this to my husband. The caption in the message was simply "classic redneck leaving home depot!"
This happens A LOT there apparently. The vehicle:a small pickup (ie: Ranger, S-10, Isuzu Hombre) with a small bed.
They just drove past a much larger Home Depot rental vehicle.
In the bed of the truck?
That is two PALLETS of concrete mix. Those are bags of powdered material you mix with water to make concrete. One bag weighs between 30 and 60 pounds, depending on the brand etc. I estimate each pallet has about 50 bags on it. Just the low estimate would be well over 1500 pounds each pallet. There's at least 3,000 pounds on the truck. Even a regular full size truck like a Silverado or F150 would struggle with this weight.

But that's a redneck for you.
"Nawp we'll git it in one trip. I ain't rentin' thayr truck when I got mah own. And I ain't wastin' time and gas makin' two trips neither."
They're very obviously bad at math and science.

Think outside the name

The crackbook junkie that I am, I was online while I waited for the baby to go back to sleep. I actually caught my aunt online. I was chatting with her and she said she had a funny story to tell me. She told me and I insisted she get a copy of the receipt to me. Through the magic of facebook, she obliged, and I am able to entertain you here with this case of WTF-ness.

In her words: "went to tacobell tonite for dinner and you give your first name for meal pick up when you order inside,right, well i gave my name as rita cause that is my name,right, it is spelled rita, so this guy calls my name i pick up the order and glance down at the receipt and see that he has written RHEE-duh"

In case you need a translation from my overworked aunt's extensive run-on sentence: She went to Taco Bell and when you place your order inside they ask your first name for pickup. (Like they do at Starbucks). She gets her food, looks down at her receipt and sees that he's grossly misspelled her name. He in fact, he OVER spelled it. She didn't spell her name for this guy, so he spelled it phonetically. I'm sure my Grandmere was just pleased as punch to learn her daughter's name was spelled wrong all this time. What's even funnier is my cousin works for another Taco Bell store a few miles away from this one.

Poor taco guy. He worked overtime on that one and didn't get any extra pay for it.

fun party tricks

I only gave this post the title I did because the individual I encountered at dinner was such a good sport and had a great sense of humor about things. She was out with friends and just having a good time. Then I entered the picture. I was futzing with my camera trying to get a picture of my FIL and my uncooperative son. I heard my oldest son say "oh grossss" and the gaggle of people at the next table burst out laughing. One of them apologized saying "oops, I forgot there was a family eating behind me." Well little did he realize we are not the easily offended type of clan. He was taking a picture of this:


I asked the woman if I could post a picture on my blog and she was ok with it. It wasn't till I snapped the picture that I realized wait...she's lacking a digit, not double jointed like my son thought. I asked if it was a birth defect, and she said it was, and it's called ectrodactyly. She said it was genetic and other relatives had it as well. I used google and wasn't thrilled with the results, but then again, I'm hardly thrilled with anything I get from there of late.
I left her the blog address in case she wanted to see what I said. First off, I was made fun of as a kid, so I'm sure she was too, hence her apparent (and I could be totally wrong here) thick skin. Second, I was interested in any other information or stories about her unusual gift that she might be willing to share. Yes, we're usually snarky and poke fun at things. And any time we do that it's well deserved. But this was just so cool looking that I wanted to share it with our readers.

Nah, that's not a midlife crisis or anything

This is another contribution from Yankee Belle

Hey! I was at the Sugarland concert in Tampa last night and this woman and her friend sat in front of me. We saw lots of twinkie little girls in quite similar outfits. But the funny thing about this woman? She was in her late 40's and looked like she'd been rode hard and put up wet. You could just tell by her outfit, attitude, and addiction to text messaging on her phone that she had raided her teenage daughter's closet for this girl's night out. She texted on that little phone through the whole concert. The best part? She eventually spilled a full glass of beer on herself. :-) There were all kinds of Florida redneck wtf-ness all over last night, but this woman was by far my favorite.

Kristin

I've heard of a pet rock but...

Driving down the road between service calls I took a route I don't always travel. It goes past a high school, is near a couple college campuses, the EMT/Fire Dept training facility - and all within sneezing distance from each other. I saw this guy walking down the street and didn't figure him to be mentally unstable, but still....you just do not see this every day around here. I had to turn around and go back so I could take these pictures.




C'mon, you can't tell me this isn't just plain random WTFness.

This guy is walking down the street with a chain around his waist and pulling a tire behind him. This is a major thoroughfare in this area. The other pedestrian asked the guy if he was ok, but not without a "WTF??" look included. The van in the 2nd picture? The driver pulled over to ask if the guy needed help. The guy explained what he was doing, and the van pulled away. Then the guy took off sprinting down the road.

I don't know this guy's story, and I realize this was probably part of a physical training regimen since it's football season, and first responders need to stay in shape, and there are several running events slated for the coming months.

But at first glance, it does look like he's walking his pet tire does it not?

economical sentiments

I was driving around doing my errands and my idiot light came on to tell me my mom-bus fuel tank was empty. Yea, I knew it was, but something about payday not arriving yet prevented me from refueling in a more timely fashion. I ended up stopping at a Gate station on my way somewhere else this evening and looked up to find this:
















You may need to click on the picture to get a clearer view of it.

I'm very sorry that it's blurry and bad looking. My camera crapped out on me a few days ago with no hope of resurrection. Since it's blurry, I'll translate. Plus the "Regular" background is black, with black sharpie so it doesn't show up.
The new names read "Arm" "Leg" and "First Born". I was on the phone w/ a friend and had to hang up to take this picture to share with you.