This could be a followup to the pun with labia thread.
Driving on the interstate highway, seeing the signs “REST AREA 1 MILE AHEAD” … I fantasize, what about seeing signs that say:
BREAST AREA
1 MILE AHEAD
Giving my fancy free rein, I muse about those highway rest areas, you know how on Labor Day weekend, you see those nice sweet church ladies, civic volunteer associations, passing out free coffee?
In my fantasy you pull up to a highway breast area, and the nice ladies are passing out free breast milk. Give them a little donation, they pull up their blouses… you know.
Actually, I’d be happy with just a peek.
True Story: If you drive South on I-15 from Salt Lake City, in about 3-4 hours you find yourself at an exit marked
Browse
No further explanation. Is it a town named Browse? Is it an ill-marked Yard Sale?
Well, you finally get to Browse and it’s … an off-ramp, followed by an on-ramp. There’s nothing there. It’s like a Twilight Zone Episode, only instead of Willoughby, it’s Browse.
It turns out that the exit marked “Browse” is a Deer Browse – a place they intentionally feed deer in the winter.
It’s been a few yearts since I was there. It might be changed, or better marked by now. But if you’re of a pranking state of mind, you could go down there with Interstate Standard green paint and reflective white tape and make a few deft changes.
(“What did that sign say, honey?”
“I think it said BREAST, but that can’t be right!”)
dont forget the ‘bong recreation area’ sign on the highway between chicago and milwaukee. that slays me.