Friday, September 7, 2012

Let's Hit the Road

Thought for the day:  You don't need a parachute to skydive, but you do need one to skydive TWICE.

Hey! Looks like our pal Chopsticks is enjoying another road trip. Ready to join him? If we hurry, maybe we can see what's making him grin like that. Oh yeah, it's gotta be those signs. You know... the funny ones that have a way of losing (or gaining) a little something in the translation.

[Again, a sincere thank you to the friendly webmasters at for granting me permission to share their images with you.]

 Need a little bit of traveling music to enhance the experience? Here ya go. Have some Willie

                                                 Okay, ready? Tap your toes, and away we go...

I hope y'all found something in this batch to make you smile. Me? Before I head for that bitch festival, I think I'll grab a quick lunch of pimple soup, chicken ass, and lousy beef ... with a side order of fresh herpes.

                                                                Or not.

                               Until next time, take care of yourselves. And each other.


  1. Precisely the magnitude of bellylaugh I needed after a day like today. Thanks so much, Susan!

  2. I wonder how many bugs Chopsticks has in his teeth........

    Thanks for providing me with some desperately-needed laughs.
    I don't plan on buying any herpes and I've never been to a summer bitch festival - - but I'm sure you can buy grilled chicken ass here in Texas.

  3. I am thinking what fun a bitch convention would be - for an hour. We all need to vent now and then.

  4. I want to go to the Bitch Festival!

  5. Cro- Um, I think I prefer the wings.

    Geo- Belly-laughing is as good an exercise as sit-ups. (That's my story, anyhow.)

    Jon- I thought all you guys ate there is beef. (Hopefully, it's isn't crisp lousy beef, though.)

    Karen- Yup, good medicine.

    Arleen- Yeah, but if everybody's bitching, who's LISTENING? Crap. Probably me.

    Linda- Glad to hear it. Me, too.

    Kara- Me, too, but only if they have a decent sense of humor.

  6. Oooh. Pimple soup?!

    Sounds dericious.


  7. Why didn't I get the fresh herpes? I always get someone else's old dried-up herpes. Yuck.


  8. Started laughing at the first picture and never stoped. Thanks!

  9. These are great! The Summer Bitch Festival took place at my work this week. We have a Fall, Winter, and Spring one, too, in addition to the October, November, December...

  10. Thanks so much for sharing! I love these.

  11. I think the pimple soup and fresh herpes go well together. If the chicken ass has bed sores on it, then we could turn it into a triple threat! Great signs Susan! Julie

  12. Pearl- It might be better with a side order of Clearasil.

    Janie- Just sprinkle a little lemon juice on the dried-up herpes, and it'll freshen right up.

    Mr. C- Super! I'm glad they tickled your funny bone.

    Pixel Peeper- Oooh, sounds like a fun workplace. I hope you get to eat donuts at some of those festivals.

    Connie- You're welcome. I'm glad to hear it.

    Julie- Yeah, sounds like a lovely meal, doesn't it? Yum.

  13. I suppose it's better to know you're a bitch, but to celebrate it? Or, it could be fun to make fun of one's self with good bitchy company.

    Some weird signs here Susan. Ha.

  14. Marcy- I dunno. I think you might be too sweet to be a participant, but we can always let you come as an observer.

    Rubye- Not sure, but I believe some gals actually DO celebrate it.