STOP Dinosaurs...? |
We’ve all seen the signs.
We all know what they mean.
STOP. I’m sure no one really
looks at them outside of noticing that they’re there. That’s why the STOP signs at the 4-way stop
by the fire department in my town have remained altered. Hell, I don’t even know how long they’ve been
that way. I’d say vandalized, but that’s
too harsh of a word. “Decorated.”
Someone has taken the effort to use a black sharpie on
strips of masking tape to write out messages to stick beneath those four, huge
capital letters. You know, easily
cleaned up; no harm done. This sign, for
example says “STOP DINOSAURS…?”
STOP: Jimmy Protested |
Because we have nothing better to do with our time, Tonya
and I drove around our city and took pictures.
We ended up finding a second intersection where the same polite and
creative “vandalism” occurred. You can
scroll through the images and see what they all say.
I feel there should be more, maybe with some having two
pieces of tape. Things like:
STOP and Love Ed Sheeran |
STOP President Snow |
STOP and smell the roses.
You can’t STOP the signal.
Now STOP, Hating’s Bad.
You can’t STOP it.
STOP in the name of love.
STOP, Hammer Time.
STOP hitting yourself.
The list goes on.
STOP Voldemort |
Someone
should get on that, and send me pictures.
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