Stuff

Earlier this week, a naked man told police that he had a bomb at a gas station.

I guess technically you have to call this a bomb threat... but should you? I mean, if a naked guy told me that he's got a bomb, I'd assume he had Mexican for lunch. Either that or he was holding a copy of "Gigli" behind him (hopefully with his hands).

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At work, we have these huge recycling boxes where newspapers are scrapped. As I walked by one, I saw the words "No Good" written on it. This mystifies me... was the paper inferior in some way, or simply disobedient?

"Now you listen to me, Johnny Papyrus! You clean your room and stop picking on your sister, or it's off to Joe's Paper Recycling to be pulped!"

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In Utah, a farmer built a fence out of old cars and called it his Redneck Stonehenge.

I love this story! I especially like the part at the end where he says the cars "can come out as easy as they went in." I dunno about you, but planting three cars nose first in the prairie isn't my idea of easy. My idea of easy is more along the lines of staying skinny so I don't have to bend over to take off my pants.

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Finally, remember the blog post about Business Cards? So does icanspell. Here's one she made for me:

I love the Lego airplane!

Here's one icanspell made for herself.

Here's one she made for V, and here's another one she made for V.

Here's one for P-Ziddy that is just simply... perfect.

And finally, here's one for Fyrebaugh that refers back to comments he made on the Hulky-Pokey post. Harsh. :)