Yeah, Right, Whatever

There's a restaurant in North Versailles, PA (near Pittsburgh) that has the standard sign outside. You know the kind- it has the slots for letters, so you can publicize the weekly specials or whatever. Well, Casa D'Ice does things a little differently. (Warning- not PC, not the kind of language I'd want to hear around my grandmother - or mother, for that matter, and I don't agree with all of the signs.) I'm just trying to figure out how in the world Bill what's-his-name gets away with it. Check 'em out... some of them are pretty funny. (h/t to Ian at the Inoperable Terran)