lawl

Never look at comic strips early in the morning without that first (or second) cup of coffee. Third panel, I thought he was wearing a saddle!

Poor lil' frightened dooker.

Back when I was working at bLowe's, we had a standee of some race car driver (Johnson, I think, not that I really cared) that attached to a frame looking like he was stepping out and peeking around the corner, and at closing, when the lights were half out, it was common to mistake it for some wayward customer stuck inside. Needless to say, since it was on a pivot, a good way to relieve stress was to punch the thing in it's bizarrely pedophile-y grin (Seriously, they updated it a few times, but it always had this smile of "Wanna come in my van, lil' boy?" It was creepy).

The old owners of this house left a sparring dummy in the back yard. We got startled by that human-shaped figure enough times that I eventually knocked it down. Still deciding what I want to do with it. I considered putting it in the shed with the lawnmower to ward off any lawnmower thieves, but since I'd see it even less, I'd of course not expect it next time I mow the lawn.

Of course, ferrets love tubes.

Can't have enough.