Policeman <walking up to smoking, wrecked car wrapped around light pole>: "Good afternoon sir, do mind getting your leg from the back seat and stepping out of your car.
Bloody Accident Victim <grabs leg, spits out teeth and exits car through broken windshield>: Goth athernoon Ofther.
Policeman: How the hell did you end up wrapped around the light pole with your leg in the backseat?
Bloody Accident Victim: Wef yoth tee those guths juth laying around in the grath sthomking sthergerettes? They dithstracted me and I ran intooth that there pole.
Policeman: Well if you were drinking coffee with one hand and texting on your blackberry with the other, you wouldn't have been distracted.
:funn: Right on Shell!
That's exactly what those folks laying in the grass around those signs at the strip mall where doing....so make up your mind--are you 'fer em or 'agans em?