Thursday’s dose of creepy signage
Snapped this hair-raising beauty with my phone camera whilst biking my dog Mingus this morning.
As far as I know, Ireland isn’t known for its house painting. So telling me you’re Ireland’s finest house painters carries no currency.
Then you’ve got those two trolls on either end, wearing green minutemen tricornes. They’re just freaky. And they look like they’re painting with ice cream cones, not paintbrushes. Or maybe it’s a potato in a cone. Either way, now I really don’t trust your painting skills. I mean, you can’t even render the correct painting utensil on your trailer—which brags about your painting skills. Not to mention, those trolls’ decrepit, toothless expressions and hunched posture makes it look like they’re suffering from scoliosis—or at least the latter stages of syphilis.
So I’m taking my business elsewhere. I don’t want syphilitic trolls dressed in 18th century garb painting my house with ice cream cones. Way to screw that one up, you dumbasses.