I’m lucky the sign was there, or I wouldn’t have noticed this great photo op! (Hubby refused to pose with the sign. He’s such a party pooper).
If you can’t put anything else in there, what do you need the toilet paper for?
My ugly what? The suspense is killing me!
My husband pointed this sign out to me when we were waiting for a parade to start in Quincy, Mass. Where do you suppose one goes to apply for a permit to trespass?