We're dining with friends this evening, so we made a beer and wine run to Mr. D's, the fabulous always-open liquor emporium just across the state line in the Missouri bootheel.
We came across this spectacular example of public misspelling before we even got to Goobertown.
2 comments:
this reminds me of the time my husband drove by a sheriff's department in a small town in arkansas near our second home (first in my heart) and below the mailbox was another box with "KNIGHT DROP" written on it. supposedly the grand poobah of the kkk lived close by. they're everywhere, but you never know who they are which is just fine by us!
haha. it's arkansas.
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