I hear they aren't that bad

May 25, 2009
I could have posted something picturesque like kite flying on the beach, Pearl and Ruby on the swings, or the Bear Lake landscape as a final goodbye to a wet and fun weekend. But no, I'm posting something that will probably offend someone, instigate inappropriate joking, and make for hushed giggles. Jeff decided he wanted a change of scenery for the drive home so we drove to Evanston and then down to Ogden before getting on the freeway and boy am I glad we came home this way. He must not have noticed the sign when we pulled over to get gas at a little country store in Woodruff and when he didn't laugh, I figured I must have read it wrong. I told him to drive past it again and as soon as he turned around we both started laughing! I even called my sister to tell her we had missed out on a chance to go to the Testicle Festival. She admitted that she was a bit jealous and told me I had to get a picture of it. Luckily for her, I keep my camera with me at all times!