My redneck posse used to get awfully bored in rural LA. We got stopped once after curfew in my old Impala with the back seat full of street signs. There we were, four girls in Budweiser jackets stuffed in the front seat, and he didn't even look in the back, just told us to "Go on home."
aw man, gotta sign me up for one of those- like, pronto!
i wonder if the inspector loves his job or hates it, and if he has a roll of little stickers that says "inspected by 52" that he places on the products.
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Date: 2002-07-08 06:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Man, were we lucky little delinquents.
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Date: 2002-07-08 06:49 pm (UTC)is there an lj community for funny signs like that?
if not, there should be.
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Date: 2002-07-08 06:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-08 08:25 pm (UTC)i wonder if the inspector loves his job or hates it, and if he has a roll of little stickers that says "inspected by 52" that he places on the products.
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Date: 2002-07-09 05:32 am (UTC)And to think....all these years I've been paying for that shit at my local gas bar. Sheesh.