I like to find humor in the every day life of modernity and sometimes mundanity. I wanted to share one such instance with us Arcians.
The Saint and I come across ran over stop signs so often that we’ve decided to start documenting our experiences. Please see Object A below.
We came across this noteable specimen outside of a strip mall recently. Now note, dear observer: not only is the stop sign knocked over, but the concrete block base is also broken into two separate pieces. One ponders: what was said, unknown driver doing at the time? Or, perchance, it was a runaway grocery cart full of heavy tubs of ice cream that did the deed. Perhaps the shopper was over eager in trying to save their ice cream from melting in the sun. One can only wonder. And look listlessly on.
Such destruction requires talent, does it not? My, my. This is one for the books.