Oh man, that handicap ramp going to stairs is....interesting. Sheesh! Is that a dump truck that caters weddings?!!

It seems a lot of people are frustrated with dog poop these days. Here's more inspiration for picking up that poo!

Jocelyn Campbell wrote:Oh man, that handicap ramp going to stairs is....interesting. Sheesh! Is that a dump truck that caters weddings?!!

It's a garbage truck!  I saw that when I was out in Maryland a few years back.

You can't see it in the picture, but the only way to access the path leading to the ramp (other than down the stairs) is to cross some xeriscaping done with rocks that are fist size or larger.  There is literally no way for someone in a wheelchair to get to that ramp.  
The really funny thing is that the OTHER end of the building has a sidewalk that wheelchairs could use, but that side only has stairs to access the building.

As someone who doesn't like unpaid exercise, or rules, I resist all training.

This a message board usually contains political trite. Mostly complaints of non producers, that they aren't getting what they want. Someone added a little something from the Rolling Stones at the bottom.

I doubt that the guy in the second photo has a licensing agreement. This was taken at the Sandcastle Festival in Parksville British Columbia.

I'm sensing a theme in my recent sign posts here...

I like this one!

Wasn't meant to be funny...hahaha!

I saw thousands of comical signs in Kenya. Unfortunately most of them were seen as we were driving by. Any collection of sticks tar paper and rusty sheet metal can be call a hotel. People don't sleep there, but they do serve food from places that aren't fit to be a dog kennel. They are often given famous names from around the world. I saw a Buckingham Palace. The Ritz, Taj Mahal and many other names written on what would be scrap metal anywhere else. Religion is Big there so many of the signs relate to that.

Sometimes art is just short for Arthur. You don't have to be a great artist to have your work viewed by many people. These are the doors on the men and women's bathroom at a McDonald's, in downtown Lisbon.  

They will stay here for a few years, and then be transferred to the Louvre in Paris.

Apparently this airport in Paris gets some really unsophisticated visitors, who don't know where to get drinking water. They have seen fit to make sure that it's not obtained from the urinals in the men's bathroom.

The urinal picture reminded me of one I took in Victoria, months ago. You want to be careful taking pictures at urinals. I was the only occupant of this bathroom.

I'm pretty sure that the sign means urinal number 2.

It immediately brought to mind the album cover from the Rolling Stones Beggars Banquet

Here's a few of my favorites

A most forgot about this one. I always wondrr how many times someone pooped in front  of this gate,  before they made this sign

And in the true story department...

Using a snippet of Truth to tell a lie. Apparently Starbucks buys 3% of the Aribica coffee, therefore that's the only stuff that was any good. :-)

This 3% figure might lead people to believe that Arabica is a rare type of coffee. In fact it makes up about 95% of the coffee that is traded internationally. The other stuff is called Robusta and it is used primarily in freeze-dried coffee and it is used locally in the countries where it is produced. It grows in the lowlands and gives more production per acre and is the choice of poor people in many places. But Aribica has almost the entire market on coffee that is traded throughout the world. Doesn't seem quite so rare now.

I know someone who feels this way about bagpipes, too.

I learned to play about three notes on the recorder when I was in grade 6. That was enough.

The next two are political signs. The first guy has something to say, that is quite unusual and witty.

My friend paints. There was a protest concerning cage raised salmon polluting our waters. Most people had a piece of cardboard with something scrawled on it. Hers was the nicest sign.

This guy designed his own sign that he wears when he's traveling in his motorized wheelchair.

It is meant to be a play on the name of the motorcycle gang Satan's Choice. He's a funny guy and has no problem making fun of his condition. He joked about busting some heads and robbing a bank, and was more than happy to contribute to this thread.

There's a place in England called Cockermouth. Just imagine if you were a young fellow trying to order something from afar. You might get a call from the lady at the call center, requiring you to tell the real name of your town.

The men of this Town consider it a very lucky place to get married. For some reason it just shows a lot of promise.

The town's name is mentioned 9 times in this advertisement. 9 times !!!  50 Cent was shot 9 times, and wouldn't shut up about it. When I heard him tell it, my mind didn't go to, he sure is tough, as he was hoping. Instead, I wondered about the state of marksmanship in his neighborhood. Seems like it would be a dangerous place for bystanders. But I digress.

Here's an ad for a wedding fair in Cockermouth. It's fun to say, try it with me, --- Cockermouth.☺

When I was in London England, visiting my daughter who teaches there, I encountered this drinking establishment. The Famous Cock. I wonder how many young fellows have staggered out of this place at closing time and decided to take a semi nude selfie, with the sign as a background? I'm sure someone has thought of it.

That word is used quite a bit in various areas of London where chickens used to be raised. I often travelled a subway line where the last stop was Cockfosters. After each stop, the recorded ladies voice would say, " This is a Piccadilly line service to Cockfosters" , so you could hear it 20 times during a trip. After hearing it about 15 times, I made a public announcement to the people seated in my area, saying that, if I ever start a town, I'm not going to put cock in the name. A very proper looking Indian man in a business suit, laughed much louder than the others, until his wife gave him a look, reminding him that he does not enjoy this type of humor.☺

I encountered quite a bit of graffiti when I was in London. I saw one young man touching up something he had done in a tunnel. I showed him my picture of a rental sign and asked if anybody ever ads an i to it, so that it looks like it's a sign for public toilets. He said he had never thought of it, and had never seen that done, but agreed but it might be fun. I saw several of these signs during my first bus trip into the city, and the idea immediately occurred to me.

In Victoria we have Vanalman Street. Kids are constantly spray painting over the V.

Another one from Starbucks. The girl wearing this jacket assembled it herself. It's meant to be funny and I don't think she really has a serious disorder.

When I asked about photographing it, I assured her that I wouldn't get her bum in the shot. She's 30 years younger than me, so that just wouldn't be appropriate. She said, go ahead, this thing's hard as a rock, I like to give people something nice to kiss. Completely uninhibited. I like that.

Long ago there was a typo on a local sign that said, No Parking Between Sings.  (Should have been Signs.)  Wish I had it now!

This was on an email from my credit card company.

If you’re wondering why the formatting is weird it’s just becauseI opened it on my phone.

Heating/Cooling company in Cornwall Ontario had sign for many summers that said "Your wife if HOT!!! We have great prices on Air Conditioners"

I just found this inside a basement wall of a house that I'm working on. All other papers inside this wall are from 1946 period stories about reconstruction after World War II. There were also some really good prices on cars and butter. :-)

Yeah park there

Welcome to the forums, Daniel! Great first post! Hahaha!

Two more, just for fun.

On a bathroom at a local gf bakery

Oh my!

I need to get rid of that sign. People are not supposed to know how I got here. The cover story is that I was born to a woman.

Dale Hodgins wrote:I need to get rid of that sign. People are not supposed to know how I got here. The cover story is that I was born to a woman.

Posts like this aren't helping your cover...

Note to self. Send Sonja in for a memory wipe.

Heh.

Some times, you just want to make your point clearly.