For the first time in a long while, Auggie and I were caught in rush hour traffic last Friday. Auggie passed out, which was nice. But I was left to my own devices as far as keeping myself entertained, and the old AM radio, while good for traffic reports, is not the giggle-fest I was hoping for.<\/p>\n
So when a sedan crept up beside me, I wasn’t surprised by the round Cardinals-logo bumper sticker. I noticed another bumper sticker beside it that, at a glance, seemed to read, ‘Praise the Lord.’ OK, no big deal. This is the Midwest after all, and that’s actually pretty tame, as far as pro-God and all his wrath bumper stickers go. Upon closer inspection, however, it seems that the bumper sticker actually read ‘Braise the Lord.’<\/p>\n
Wha..?<\/p>\n
And since it was in this funky yellow calligraphy on a maroon background, for a moment, I thought it might even say, ‘Braise the Cord,’ and for a fleeting instant I wondered it the sedan’s occupants might be some of those disturbing people who eat the umbilical cords of their newborns. Nope, it just said ‘Braise the Lord.’<\/p>\n
Again, wha..?<\/p>\n
So I take a closer look at the other bumper sticker gracing this particular car, and it says, ‘Scoundrel for hire.’ And then! I notice that the vanity plate reads, ‘LUV PIR8’<\/p>\n
I’m totally not kidding. I never saw the guy driving (you just know it was a guy), but I almost wish that I had. How long was his mullet? The mind reels…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
For the first time in a long while, Auggie and I were caught in rush hour traffic last Friday. Auggie passed out, which was nice. But I was left to my own devices as far as keeping myself entertained, and the old AM radio, while good for traffic reports, is not the giggle-fest I was … <\/p>\n