Today, I read...

Acceptance hit just in time for the traffic on HWY 95 to come to a snail's crawl. I settled in for the long haul and stared at the bumper sticker on the silver Mazda Protege in front of me. The sticker read like this:

Stop the
BU__ SH__

I took this as a double meaning of stop the bullshit and stop the BUSH. I took the bumper sticker a step further and tried to fill in the blanks to make other words. "Stop the BUsy SHoe", "Stop the BUtt SHip", "Stop the BUst SHow", you get the idea.
NOTE: If I open a neighborhood bar I'm gonna call it THE BUSY SHOE. If I open a gay bar I'm gonna call it THE BUTT SHIP. In either case Tom Jones' "Sex Bomb" will be played every two hours..

The body of this post was authored by Dutch69 on Saturday, April 2.

Comments

[jarrod]

Heh heh heh.

I'll be settling on a stool at the Busy Shoe. Keep those peanuts coming. I hope you'll have some Rick Springfield on the juke.

[Jim Tanner]

You know, Barry, there for a second I thought you were contemplating opening a gay bar...kinda scared me for a second until I noticed who the true author is..

[barry]

If I did open a gay bar it would be called the "The Banana Hammock" and we would have a drink called the "The Tanner Bananner" because of your fondness of bananas - http://swysong77.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-very-sleepy.html

[megan]

Hey, my eyes thank you for changing the type back to something without serifs.