Bob and I took the boys to Grandma’s for a bit this afternoon. While we were out, we stopped at the store. On our way home, it was dark, but Bob could see something in the road up ahead.
He slowed down and as we passed, we realized someone had hit the street sign. It was one in the median that tells you to stay right. What was so funny about it was hung-up on the sign was the front bumper of the car that hit it… and attached to the front bumper… the license plate.
::smack forehead:: This person is going to be bumming when the cops come knocking.
It’s college football season, and just up the road is a little bar that is always busy. We figure someone left a little more than toasty and will pay the price (more than a hangover) later. Whoops!
