Skip to main content

My Sentiments Exactly

Yup, "YEE-HAW" about says it all. Been in Fort Lauderdale since March 16 and decided to stay on a couple of extra days. Hey, there's a big difference between 82F and -2C!

BTW, the sign was found on the Florida Turnpike between Fort Lauderdale and Orlando.

Comments

Me-Me King said…
Isn't the next exit Bug Tussle?
Thinkinfyou said…
I know exactly where that sign is. Hope you're having a great time!!
moooooog35 said…
And they wonder why the North won the war.
Shawn said…
I drive through there once every couple of weeks. It's really not worth a cheer of any kind, even "yeehaw".
nonamedufus said…
Me-Me: Dunno, but Neptune and Jupiter are down here.

Thinkinfyou: Hope all's well with you. I'm not looking forward to going back to -2C!

moooooog: Yeah but the North won what? The right to freeze 6 mos of the year?

Shawn: Giddyup?
You suck. Sorry, as someone from the North in the freezing temps still, had to be said. ;)
The Exaggerator said…
Depending on the direction of travel, the next exits from Yeehaw Junction on Florida's Turnpike are:

*Northbound: Kissimmee Park Road (exit 240, for SunPass users only); otherwise, Kissimmee-St. Cloud South (exit 244), preceded in any case by the Canoe Creek Service Plaza @ mile marker 229.

*Southbound: Fort Pierce (exit 152), preceded by the Fort Drum Service Plaza @ mile marker 184.
freetheunicorns said…
Don't take a wrong turn around there, unless you're into that whole Deliverance thing.
Count Sneaky said…
Seeing signs as funny as this one is one of the benefits of traveling in Florida. Bug Tussle, I think, is in South Carolina, along with Tookey-Doo and Sugartit! As you head back into the Northern climes, keep looking for funny signs like this! Count Sneaky
nonamedufus said…
UR: I understand. For someone currently experiencing 82F I understand your poor, cold, bastard.

Exaggerator: I guess that's no exaggeration...thanks for the precise info.

FTU: Paddle faster, I hear banjos!

Count: And I thought all I had to look forward to was South of the Border. I'll keep an eye out.

Popular posts from this blog

My Back Pages - October

Well, folks, I read seven (count 'em) seven books in October. One I didn't finish but even at that I hit the magic number 50 I estimated for myself by the end of the year. The six books I successfully waded through were, firstly, What Happened, Hillary Clinton's book on her bid for the Presidency. I''m a bit of a political junkie so I get off on this stuff but still it kinda struck me as one long whine over losing.
Next up was the excellent Canyon of Dreams: The Magic and Music of Laurel Canyon. Laurel Canyon was the fabled area outside of Los Angeles where many musicians and artists lived. Known as a 60s enclave, the book takes a look at just who lived there over the last 80 years. A fascinating read.
Next up was Lightfoot, a biography of Canadian folk singer Gordon Lightfoot. He may have been responsible for some iconic folk songs but he was also quite the womanizer and boozer. Enough said.
Then I read Dan Brown's new tome Origin, the fifth in the Robert Lan…

Tales From The Supermarket

Bob and Brenda worked in the supermarket. They weren't check-out clerks. And they weren't stock-boys. Brenda sure wasn't. And they weren't employees who worked in the fish section or the deli. No. They were on the shelves.

They hadn't been on the shelves very long but in that short time they'd developed a considerably close friendship.

The chatted all day when the store was busy and at night when the store was closed. They talked about everything. The talked about what raw products they came from. The talked about their manufacturing processes. And they talked about the long routes in semi-trailers that brought them to this store.

Oddly enough the one thing they never made clear to one another was just what product each of them was.

One day when Brenda was commenting on their friendship she told Bob she was grateful for their amity. "Are you Tea?" said Bob, pekoe-ing her way. "I thought I was Tea". You're coffee!"

This week's Tw…