Thursday, March 18, 2010

RIP, Ralph.

Over our time at the bakery we have gotten to know many of the locals. First there was Phil and Dolores, the ducks. They had babies. We optimistically pretend that they all made it to the water alive. We also had to talk Phil out of killing himself as he stood in the middle of the intersection. Then there was Methuselah, the cutest bunny in world. Then more recently there have been our raccoon friends. Steve was the first. Sadly, we could not save him like we were able to save Phil, and Steve threw himself into the path of an oncoming car. He was later pealed off the road by a man driving a very new bmw. Most recently we have had to witness the sad death of Ralph, the alleged homosexual partner of Steve.

Above the dilapidated Northwoods restaurant sign, you might notice something strange.
Like a leg.

Ralph's leg.

I hope they remove this before it possibly becomes the Mexican Cafe. They're margaritas are strong, but I'm not sure they are strong enough to make Ralph's leg an acceptable restaurant decoration.

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  1. That had to be one of the funniest commentaries I have ever read!

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