Why I Hate People

or, a smattering of the crap that goes through my head on a daily basis...

Monday, July 31, 2006

Because I'm immature, and you love it

If you can stop giggling, you're better (well, more mature) than me...
In England, when an office building is vacant, the Estate Agents will usually put-up a large sign outside that reads:

“TO LET”

For someone like me, who has a mental age of about 4, the gap between the O and the L is too enticing. I still think it’s hilarious to add an ‘I’ so that it spells: ‘TOILET’.

In a similar vein, every time I walk into a sports bar that has a whiteboard instructing patrons to "Please Seat Yourself" I never fail to erase the 'S' in 'Seat', thereby urging patrons to "Please Eat Yourself."

I get giddy when I'm in a bathroom and I see one of those "Baby Changing Stations." I immediately scratch off the 'C' to leave "Baby hanging Station." This will never not be funny to me, because I always imagine someone who just happens to be carrying a sack of babies entering the bathroom to use the toilet, notices the sign and smiles. "Talk about two birds..."

knock knock
who's there?
I eat mop.
I eat mop who?

I religiously ask women with Russian accents to say "Moose and Squirrel."

PS: Credit where credit is due.

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