Mundane America. Broken pole with rope and an American Flag. Cincinnati, Ohio.
Wait. Wait.
Wait.
I know that telephone pole.
I know that telephone pole intimately because I’m the one who broke it.
Thats the pole next to Sycamore Jr. High, in between the jr high school and Pipkins, where I had my second car accident. A woman t-boned my car and drove me into that pole in 2008 and it took them years to actually take it down.
That black metal pole you see just beyond the broken phone pole is a “Now Leaving/Welcome To Blue Ash, Ohio” sign, visible at 5520 Cooper Road on google maps.
(the flag is there, btw, because its the starting point for the Blue Ash/Montgomery July 4th parade.)
The internet is so staggeringly immense that I can’t help but be disproportionately delighted when things like this happen.
do you think truckers realize that theyre dentists of highways
explain
no one likes semis / tractor trailers / 16 wheelers, no one likes being near them, and they terrify like 50% of the population. just the idea of having to be in their vicinity fills ppl w/ dread even though what they do is essential to our lives
THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I’VE SEEN THIS POST WITH THE EXPLANATION INCLUDED WHAT THE FUCK IT’S NOT A SHITPOST
This is how you parent. By trusting your kids and being there for them and not turning thier home into a prison
Seriously. And as you get older, it’s good to have friends/family who are willing to do this. I know if I ever get a text I send a text of 911 or help to Jules or Jenn imma have a way out of any situation. It’s a life saver when you are trying to get out.
My ‘rents and I have a tier system for this sort of stuff. If it’s one word, it’s good, if it’s another one, then the situation is uncomfortable and I want a way out, the top tier is ‘this is bad please come now
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