My Dad. The Geriatric Rule Breaker.

See this?

THAT is my dad's car.

Well, ONE of them.

Because EVERY 72 yr old NEEDS 4 cars.

But I digress.

Do you see something wrong with that picture?

Here's the sign above the car. It's whited out in the picture because of the sun.

I was meeting my dad at Kmart, where he was paying his Sears bill.

Upon seeing his parking job, I called pops inside.

Dad: "Yellow!"

Me: "Hey Ole'Man! You know you parked in a fire lane, right?"

Dad: "No I didn't."

Me: "Yes you did! You even parked RIGHT under the sign that says 'No Parking Fire Lane'."

Dad: "Well, if you read it backwards it says, 'Parking OK'."

Me: "It wha...?" *blink,blink**reading sign backwards*  "No, it does not."

Dad: "Well, the place isn't on fire, so that lane is free."

Me: "Make sure you tell the cops that."

Further down the lot, I spot THIS beauty.

Yep, a man AND a women piled on that little chopper. THANKFULLY, no kid was placed in the trailer.