That takes some nuggets!

I was driving around my local community (I fondly refer to it as the armpit of Utah) when I drove past this vehicle. I passed it too quickly but in my mind I thought, "Did that just say the Ass family? Please tell me it's a joke and that some poor family doesn't really carry around that burden of a last name." I was on the road at this point but I did a u-turn and drove back into the parking lot. I pulled up behind the car and commenced to laugh until my sides hurt. I had my camera in my purse and thanked frog I had it on me. If you can't read the caption beneath the figures they are as follows: Smart, Wise, Lazy and Kiss.

Maybe this town does have some merit. It gets points for a family that is creative and snarky. My husband and I are in a never ending battle of who grew up in the worst place. Every time the sleepy community of Clarkston comes into view my husband sighs and says something akin to, "We've entered the gates of Mordor and there is Mount Doom." I in turn make all sorts of comments about the "loose" women of his hometown and their horrendously high and ratty hairstyles. Brig says I have a superiority complex about Cache Valley, but really can Box Elder County compete? Heck No! I will continue to look down my snooty nose at all things Box Elder. And that's just the way it is.