A "bait shack" in my hometown, which turns over ownership fairly regularly, had been closed for a few months when this message appeared on their exterior sign. It made me laugh hard enough that I drove around the block to take the picture.
[title quotation by Jack Handey; in its entirety, it reads: "As the evening sky faded from a salmon color to a sort of flint gray, I thought back to the salmon I caught that morning, and how gray he was, and how I named him Flint."]
Awesome!
ReplyDeleteI come from The People of Few Words, eh?
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