I’m not convinced.
I’m not convinced we’ve discovered the piece we need to complete and compliment this weird street sign.
See, this street sign is hilarious on it’s own, and whatever we add to it, has to enhance it. (Am I the only one that thinks of a girl with a boob job every time I hear “enhance”?). It has to go from incredible to ridonkulous.
The husband wanted me to just do the shirt with the sign, as-is. It’s already been done; I saw it in a couple of episodes of “Weeds” last season. Dang it! I’m not a copycat; I’m a Durtbag. So, we must continue to think.
I need ideas that are weird and unexpected. What the heck are these people running from?!?! A huge kitt-eh? A giant garden gnome?
OR what the heck are they flocking to? This can go either way, you know. A 24-hour, all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet? A building that just says “MASSAGE” on it? Lord knows, that place is a family affair.
People, I’ve come up with almost 30 signs on my own, before this. I think the least you can do is help me finish one. I mean, seriously, you act like I sit around and come up with signs all day. And maybe I do. But that’s neither here, nor there. I could still use the help.
Think harder, Durtbagz. If you can read this, you have a brain. If you have brain, you have a pulse. If you have a pulse, you can help me finish this got dam weird street sign.
The search continues…
Yes, I do think of boob jobs when I hear “enhanced”.
BUT, the people have spoken and I must concur: those people running from Pac-Man would be awesome!
There ain’t much room on the signs. It’s gotta be simple. It’s gotta be recognizable. And franly, if that round, pellet-chewing monster was coming up on my rear I’d grab the kids and run like the wind.
Do it. Do it.
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