Gee. What an odd set of purely coincidental occurances to have happen all at one time, in one town. I guess the Westboro bunch was remarking “WHAT A REVOLTIN’ DEVELOPMENT THIS IS !!!!” - I want to be in on the next drubbing if they come to a soldier’s funeral near us. I’m thinking something along the lines of blocking cars and tying tin cans on their back bumpers, and maybe something involving goat cheese. Our little goat, Ditzy, wants to participate some way.
“something along the lines of blocking cars and tying tin cans on their back bumpers”
Go to the gunshop/hunting supply store, and buy some Skunk Essence! Amazing stuff. Hunters use it to cove their human scent whilst deer hunting. I put in on a friend’s tires as a joke. He wasn’t to pleased!
And don’t forget to rub poison ivy on the door handles! I do that to my political signs. Doesn’t discourage theft of the signs, but I just watch the neighbors to see who has a case!
Actually....the acts of mere coincidence are acts of God...if you think about it.