Stuffing your neighbor’s mailbox with a bag of dog poo/a dead rodent/a hundred boxes of orange tic-tacs? So amateur. If you really want to drive someone crazy, try repeatedly scratching out her name and writing “VACANT” over it instead. Apparently, it works like a charm.
Entries Tagged as 'Louisiana'
December 15th, 2010 · 43 Comments
September 20th, 2010 · 46 Comments
Which is your favorite ode to replacing the roll?
Entry #1, from Baltimore?
Entry #2, from New Orleans?
or Entry #3, from Long Island City?
related: Scatological poetry slam
July 18th, 2010 · 49 Comments
Larissa in Tacoma, Washington recently sent her 7-year-old son, Silas, to a week of Bible camp. When he came home, Larissa says, she wondered if the experience hadn’t left him a bit…conflicted…especially after seeing the pillow he made during craft time.
(“Rouls,” by the way, is not Silas’s last name. That’s the 7-year-old spelling of “RULES.”)
Meanwhile, I can see how the sign below, from a candy store in Rayne, Louisiana — which I assume was intended to deter this theft — could easily send a particular type of child into a tailspin of religious guilt.
Is God smiling? How do I know if God’s smiling? Does God like chocolate? I don’t think chocolate’s in the Bible. But Proverbs says: ‘My child, eat honey, for it is good.’ So maybe I should get a Bit o’ Honey instead. But a Bit o’ Honey costs more than 50 cents, and Mom said I could only spend 50 cents. So then I’d be dishonoring my parents, and that wouldn’t make God happy. So maybe I should…maybe I should….[bursts into tears]
June 15th, 2010 · 61 Comments
Heather saw this car parked in her Takoma Park, Maryland neighborhood, while Heather spotted the truck below in New Orleans. Perhaps Stephanie and Michael can form a support group with Rene Hall?
related: You lied to me, Mr. Lundegaard.
January 14th, 2010 · 120 Comments
The curious note was posted in the women’s bathroom of New Orleans City Hall…leaving many unanswered questions behind.
Mad Libs, anyone?
related: Blame it on Dayton
January 2nd, 2008 · 128 Comments
I thought it was pretty crazy when Jessie sent in this sign from a thrift store in Wilmington, North Carolina a few months years back…
Then Ashley sent in this eerily similar note from a thrift store in Barnegat, New Jersey. “The first time I noticed it, there was only one note,” Ashley says. “Weeks later, when I came back to photograph it, they had added a second. Obviously, just the one note on the door wasn’t getting the point across. How do they know that the perp doesn’t only speaks French? That could be the reason for the recurring problem.”
And still, it continues!
Alice saw one at a thrift store in Tennessee…
Caity in New Orleans spotted another at Goodwill in Covington, Louisiana…
And now this, from Stephanie in Wichita, Kansas. Says Stephanie: “For years at our neighborhood DAV thrift store there’s been a dressing room that has smelled like pee. Turns out we weren’t imagining it!”
Seriously, what is it about thrift store fitting rooms?
December 6th, 2007 · 158 Comments
Casey from Shreveport, Louisiana spotted this on the Coke machine in the office break room. she clarifies: “Henry G.’s comment is in reference to the increase in price, not Katie’s wanting more Coke Zero.”
May 20th, 2007 · 51 Comments
Mike gets the last word in this exchange.