Kids have ice cream vans; now it seems someone is catering for more adult tastes: gimp suits, chains and paddles delivered discretely to your door.
Where children once shouted "Mum! The ice cream van's here!" we now have middle-aged women yelling over the fence to their neighbours "Hey, Arlene! The Fifty Shades Truck is here!"
Oh, and don't get me started on the misplaced apostrophe …
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And don't get me started on that giant-ass ampersand, as in "Siddy AND Marvin, Trashists for over 40 years." Whatever possessed them?
There's nothing like giving yourself a great big ampersand to compensate for … er … inadequacies elsewhere in your life.
I want to see the delivery man.
For over 40 "yr's"? The door of the cab looks as if it's seen a little S&M....
Petrea, you really don't.
It does indeed, Ms.M.
I wonder what kind of comments the receptionist at the company has to endure.
From the look of it, they can construct whole dungeons.
Hahahahahahaha.
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