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…or at least a house where people were horribly murdered.
At least they didn’t use the Chiller font,
Everyone needs a spellchecker,
Wish I had seen that before I took pills with urinal water,
They clearly know something we don’t,
…of the Michael’s Goody Boy Diner sign in Columbus, Ohio.
From May 1999 to July 2003, I lived just a few blocks away from Goody Boy. I saw that sign nearly every day for over four years. It’s pure nostalgia for me. And one hell of a painting.
Learn more about Amanda and her work (and then buy some) here.
Yep, that’s a painting,
…but I love the guy who made that sign.
Pretty sure I had an “EASY FART VICTORY” once,
…that say: “HEISENBERG!”
Contrary to popular belief, these signs aren’t announcements of our newest furry addition. Sadly, the truth behind their purpose is much more boring: Our youngest beast has taken to running out the door every time someone comes or goes, so the signs are there to serve as a reminder to watch for her.
They’ve been up for a few months now.
Over Christmas, I was watching Erik and Robyn’s furry friends while they were out of town. When I walked into their apartment, I found this sign on the inside of their front door.
Heisenberg is everywhere,
…as I walk Mr. Fabulous down Crescent Heights Boulevard, and that honey bear bottle used to be in the walker’s hand.
Nice play, stranger. Nice play.
Wish I had thought of it,