Monday, August 16, 2010

Poetry of the Absurd

We wonder why our youth can't spell.
We wonder why our youth are behind in math.
We wonder why Johnny can't read.

And we wonder why aliens don't try to contact us?

At least this shop is hiring. No spelling,
adding, or reading required.

Sign on a shop window, Queen Street West, Toronto, Ontario.
Photo © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker



6 comments:

  1. oh are you kidding
    that is a real sign?
    oh my my my
    I guess that is why we get old and die

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  2. "and we wonder why aliens don't try to contact us"....i love this post...it is sad, but true!
    Thanks for sharing it. :-)

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  3. I echo Willow's question, what is a bong. We live in an odd world :)

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  4. Willow and Sam: A bong is a pipe sort of thing that dope heads smoke pot through. I think it's filled with water.....

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