I spent a whirlwind weekend in the Olympic Peninsula of Washington. True to form, I saw cool and fucked up shit.
|THIS ISN’T KANSAS!!
*Actually, I have no idea whether there are assless chaps in Kansas. Don’t assless chaps exist everywhere now? I didn’t expect this hanging next to my head over the breakfast table, though. Awesome.
|I JUST…YEAH. HUMP TULIPS!|
|The roadsign said “BIG CEDAR.”
Because standing in a tree large enough to house a family of four warrants a sign.
|If not for this fence, I’d EAT YOUR FACE.|
|Bitch, take a picture because I’m FABULOUS.|
Oh, also, the welcome sign in Forks, WA (for you Twilight fans out there) actually said “Welcome to the Twilight Zone.” I was amused.
I did not see any Sasquatch, however…in Aberdeen, WA I saw a resturaunt advertising Sasquatch Pizza & Wings. I’m not sure what Sasquatch wings look/taste like. Hell, I wasn’t aware Sasquatch were winged…are they like Pegasus, or did they become UFOs when no one was looking?
Sasquatch Icarus! DAMMIT!! I’ll have to go back for a search.