This was supposed to either be an arty photo from my hike today at Virginia Kendall Ledges or a hilarious photo of a very teeny tiny old lady motoring down a huge hill with two 8-10-ish year olds balanced on the front of her Rascal scooter while puffing away on the longest cigarette I've ever seen. But by the time I'd turned the car around and headed back uphill she'd crossed the 5 lane street and was in a shopping plaza. Despite my continued stalking (egged on by my friend Sandy who brings out the child in me like no other) she escaped into a store and all I got was a blur of her tossing her smoke with the already dismounted kids nearby. Sigh. Shortly after that encounter as we continued to drive home I pulled up behind this classy car. I have no issue with Cavaliers (they breed like rabbits) or taping over a busted brake light (the red tape is just so stylin') or even the bumper stickers (both whole and partly scraped). What got me laughing so hard I could hardly see to take the photo was all of the Provolone Cheese package labels stuck to the left & right of the bumper stickers on the back as well as a scattering of them on the top of the trunk. I wanna know why? Anyone care to post a theory?
Bahahahah! I love cheese but c'mon!
ReplyDeleteoh wow that's hilarious!!
ReplyDeleteMaybe he REALY likes cheese...? LOL!!! But if you blow the picture up, you can see that he was watching you in his rearview mirror! Creepy!!!
ReplyDeleteMaybe..... he works at a deli/cheese factory and that's the cheese he works with/makes and he's proud of it..... that's all I got... :)
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