Long before I moved here, I knew the locals must be quirky, to say the least. It was in their signs, those that either didn't make sense or had to have been designed by someone with a wicked sense of humor. As I find more examples, I’ll share them with you.
These poor little kids. My heart goes out to them and their parents!
In our town, apparently many boys still wear knickers, and girls wear little jumpers, since that’s how they’re pictured in street signs.
In our town, apparently many boys still wear knickers, and girls wear little jumpers, since that’s how they’re pictured in street signs.
Take your pick. All roads lead to Rome!
Are there no English teachers in this town? How can they pass this place and not cringe?
If not the best, the biggest seat in Vermont!
Here’s a sign that’s not found everywhere, except maybe this winter.
Here's a quaint way of saying slow down for pedestrians, you jerk!
Some people (me) use this sign as an excuse, not a warning. It's easier to blame a mid-life spare tire on your hometown’s expectations. Live too close to one of these signs, and you know what happens! (Notice how thickly settled a place must be to merit one of these signs.)
Some people (me) use this sign as an excuse, not a warning. It's easier to blame a mid-life spare tire on your hometown’s expectations. Live too close to one of these signs, and you know what happens! (Notice how thickly settled a place must be to merit one of these signs.)
