When an uninhabited tract of land became incorporated as Port St. Lucie in the 1950s, the newly-formed city hired a guy to hand-paint its signs. A combination of what passed for education in the area, his “enjoying a few beverages” during his lunch break, and the Florida Effect led to the initial hilariously wrong spellings on the street signs, and “Not My Job Syndrome” likely led the signmakers after him to repeat his errors.
The signs are finally getting corrected, and West Palm Beach-based WPTV has the details.
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It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
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It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
I saw this a couple of weeks ago in Austin at Uncommon Objects, a delightfully…