Yesterday I passed by a yard that actually made me turn around and go back to see it again, then laugh my ass off.
This small front yard was absolutely blanketed in pink flamingoes— Hundreds of them. And each of these big gaudy preposterous pink flamingoes held in their beaks a big helium filled balloon.
There in the middle of all these flaming pink invaders was a huge sign that read.
WHAT THE FLOCK??? IS PEGGY REALLY 50???
Then a smaller sign that read.
Happy birthday, I told you I’d get you back.
LMAO. I have visions of whomever Peggy had done something to that required the “geting back” of lurking around in the middle of the night assembling his/her messengers so that they would be there to greet her with the first light of day.
I’m sure Peggy’s friend didn’t stay up all night doing that…there are companies that have many themes to choose from, and they do the dead-of-night setup. Peggy probably did it to her friend first. But you’re right, it’s nice to be remembered on your birthday.