I arrived home from work last night and found these legs adorning our front lawn. I arrived home tonight and the socks had been added.
Upper Falls is kind of a wacky neighborhood and I definitely have a few wacky friends. I’ve contacted the most obvious culprits (the usual suspects) and come up empty handed so far.
I’m sure I’ll eventually get to the bottom of it but in the meantime I’m enjoying our new lawn decor. Not everyone in the house is so happy. Say’s my teenage daughter – “I hate your friends!”
Quick, call Gail Spector: This story might have legs!
You know what will embarrass your daughter more? When her friends think it’s hysterical and, upon hearing her parents’ friends did it, think she has cool parents. I’ve seldom seen my son as mortified as when his college friend heard of something I’d done in my youth and exclaimed “That’s so cool! You have the coolest mother!” 🙂
I think Jerry is just giving a visual representation burying one’s head in the sand. Or snow.
*Insert your chosen political metaphor here*
Either that he misunderstood what “legging it out” meant.
If you really want to offend, but Crocs on those feet. The horror. The horror.
As the snow melts you may well get to the, ahem, bottom of that.
It was Greg. 🙂
Where are the black fishnet stockings?! You could make it into a lamp…..