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Discussion in 'Community' started by Mr. Anderson, Jun 2, 2005.
I saw this ad in a local Penny Saver type magazine....
Wow, and I thought I lived in a small town just cause people are still using 7 digit phone numbers!
The sign is a nice piece of Americana though!
Warsaw isn't even considered a small town there, though.
If it was truly a small town, Bob would be your Dad.
And possibly your granddad too...
And your sister.
Good medicine, eh? Is Bob also the town physician?
for youth group one night soon, I'm going to take the kids around and take pictures of them with church signs. I haven't seen one that bad, but will post it if we find one.
Well, though, if you read that verse, you'll understand what the sign means. To me, the sign doesn't disturb me if it backs it up with the reference. There was a christian pop song when I was a kid that was called Killing My Old Man.
And I'm not a big fan of the church these days....
Ha, we have a bunch of those around here as well....
As for it not being a small town, I moved here from Washington, DC - believe me the culture shock was more than expected...
I'll have to take pics of some of the better signs and post them in the gallery
I grew up in a small town. Lived there till I entered the Air Force. It was amazing how it seemed that most everyone knew everyone else. I didn't know my present wife till I met her six months to marriage. Afterwards found out that my mother-in-law knew most of the people that I knew growing up. No secrets.
In my small town everyone drives golf carts. In my town you can get anywhere without getting on a major road. As a result about 80% of the residents have golf carts and use them to get around.
People who come down here to visit are amazed.
From Google (for those of us who don't tend to have bible passages memorized):
I suppose it's an interesting way to get people to read the Bible. Of course, all I did was pull a passage up via Google. I guess that others might, oh, open the book and read a bit more.
My point was simply that the old man is your old way of living and not your father. I like me some cleverness once in a while. And it could be worse...they could be out playing dueling banjos!
More than likely your granddad would be your dad AND your Uncle Bob....
In my small town...
We ended up celebrating the Prom at the parking lot of the Macdonalds that was actually the only place to gather avery Friday after school.
Of course that was when I was an exchange student in Arkansas back in 1992.
Back then, everybody in the town knew what was in my girlfriends closets because her host mother used to look in her closet and tell every other mom in town!
My house was so isolated in the forest that we didn't even have cable, there was not internet back then.
that is funny, yet scary.
Hmm... Care to extrapolate?
Hows this for small town... While we have to dial 7 digits we only need to tell each other 4.
"Whats your phone number?"
when.... you have bikini carwashes consisting of 14 year old girls in bikini tops and cut off jean shorts... and all the men around are like 40+.
Am I the only one who wants us to start up a fund for Mr. Anderson to buy a bike from this guy, to see if he'll make good on his eating-a-June bug promise?
Haha, that's pretty cool!