“General Ordering and Distribution”, I think.
In Louisville there was a music store called “ear X-tacy”. They had bumper stickers with “ear X-tacy” in a distinctive font.
A thing was to get a bumper sticker, cut it up to individual letters and rearrange the letters for a creative message. One I remember was “aX yer cat”
Not a physical sign, but…
About thirty years ago, there had been a bad airliner crash, which turned out to have been caused by failure to de-ice the plane’s wings.
A week or two later, a friend of mine was on an airline flight that was getting ready to depart after a stop. It was slightly behind schedule. The pilot informed the frazzled passengers that they would be taking off shortly, but needed to complete some procedures first. He rattled these off, ending with, “… and, if nobody objects, we’re going to de-ice the wings”.
@Baker and @carrps – (Slightly off-topic) If you’re all into dachshunds, here’s a site you should read.
Rose Heying - The Dachshund History Project
I grew up on Bracken Street, one block from that place. It was a city-block size orange grove in the midst of otherwise single housing neighborhood. I grew up with a Heying-Teckel dachshund.
A local bar had its two toilet doors marked with images of dogs. One was a setter; the other was a pointer.
I really hate those cutesy bathroom door signs. When you’re in a hurry, you may not have the brainpower available to decipher some witty rebus or word picture. Ya gotta PEE!
Air Florida, and it was more like 40 years back. I was living in NC at the time, and some co-workers had been in the DC area on business, and were on the plane right behind that one on the runway.
I used to go to a bar that had the men’s room door sign outside the ladies’ room, and vice-versa. Each sign had a hand pointing to the appropriate rest room (men’s pointing toward the men’s and women’s pointing toward the women’s), and the words THAT WAY!
I can’t tell you how many people will stop and tell us that they had a dachshund (or their mother or their grandmother had one) back in the day. Once a lady stopped her car to talk. We saw her a few times with her gorgeous black standard dachshund. Another lady came running out of her apartment building, because she’d just moved for a job, and her husband was still back in Colorado with her beloved dachshund. She walked several blocks with us just to be near dachshunds.
Me, too. Especially in bars!
I hope that was a lot less confusing in person. They were just asking for trouble once patrons had had a few drinks.
The pub at one of my universities had signs like that. After about 10pm on a Friday, nobody really gave a damn anymore. But it was a raunchy place anyway. Always holding events like this one (NSFW.)
I miss that place.
In some seafood restaurants, the rest rooms are labeled “Buoys” and “Gulls.”
Sorry to break the string of potty posts, but silicon valley license plate:
GURAQT
I don’t think it was intended to be humorous, but I saw this one in a bar in Truckee…
California State Law and Common Decency Mandate You Wash Your Hands After Using This Facility
I often wonder who was shamed into washing by this?
You’ve been to Truckee
I’m pretty sure it was the 1988 Continental crash in Denver. It was in very recent memory, like a few weeks earlier, hence the effectiveness of the pilot’s droll comment. I met the friend who related the story around 1988. The Air Florida crash was five years earlier.
I need one of them Dachshund signs!
I once saw “YOURN” as a vanity plate.
I met the owner. He was a urologist.
Wow - very similar stories. You’d think they’d, yanno, LEARN from recent history.