the 18th show-izzo...
Here's a picture.
For those not reading Twitter, though I don't see how you are not, this sign is posted before the closest parking place at the Westerly CVS.
I believe this is a very narrow portion of the population. There can't really be enough people who fit this description to require a parking spot just for them, can there? Be?
Man, that's a horrible sentence thinks I do but hunger have I with the most.
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Oh, if only someone would come up with a job entitled Professional Smart-Ass, I would be rich.
See below for the anonymous letter someone left under the doors of many of the people on the floor where I live. Never mind, I'll just repost:
Here is the anonymous letter I wrote back:
You may need to click on the images to see the smaller print.
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