That’s it. No explanation, no good grammar, no fucking nothing. Awesome. I love haters, even the retarded kind. Here’s a guy, who despite living like a billion kilometers from New York City in another country, and after said Bush is out of office, and after his replacement as president has gotten himself the Nobel fucking Peace Prize apparently for continuing the war the Bush did, this guy feels like it’s worthwhile to put up a sign declaring what the Bush done.
Does anyone give a fuck? I say nay nay. However :) it’s awfully hard not to get a huge laugh outta someone like that. Bandwagon jumping bastard. “Hey is that a bandwagon going by? No driver, you say? Not going anywhere in particular, you say? Not even really fucking moving anymore, you say? I’m getting on. That’s settled.”
This is one of the weirdest things about small towns. There are people living in them, in nice homes, who would be crazy-ass homeless wild-bearded maniacs wearing sandwich board signs and wandering the streets if they lived in the city. They’re probably local government, in fact.
I have had the pleasure of attending small town government meetings, and it’s a miracle if there isn’t a fistfight before the minutes of the previous meeting are read. Not that there’s that much positive shite happening at city hall either, but it’s a different kind of crazy. The city hallers seem to understand that if they want to accomplish something, however misguided and corrupt, it takes more than a plywood sign and some shitty grammar. You need underhanded funding and pretentious grammar.
On second thought, maybe the plywood sign bandwagon has room for one more…