WELCOME HOME
We were driving along, heading out of a shopping area, into a more residential area, and out through the countryside towards home. I saw a sign. It was stuck low in the ground on it's two little wire legs.
Black letters on long rectangular white plastic said, "Welcome home!"
It had a little stenciled rosette or ribbon beside the W. I thought, okay, either a soldier has come home or a man's released from the hospital or a wife just had a baby. What a nice surprise for whomever.
Then a few yards later, a driveway later, there's another sign.
Black letters on long rectangular white plastic, low to the ground, said, "Stop in here."
Now, that's interesting. For some reason, this person needed an arrow and confirmation that this is where they were supposed to be headed.
Then...then...the last sign, another with black letters on long rectangular white plastic, low to the ground, was a copy-cat of the other two. Beyond it stood a nice rambling stately brick red building with a gorgeous professionally kept grassy lawn. This sign was as simple as the other two.
"Are you kidding me?" I said to darling hubby, as I laughed my head off!
"Someone's humor is a little bent! What a twist!"
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