I made another sign for the apartment today, but decided since I was moving in two weeks it would be a form of frustration ventilation more than an attempt at affect.
The Lessons of Mr. Trash and Mr. Recycle
It reads:
Mr Recycle: Gee Mr. Trash, I don't feel so good.
Mr. Trash: Why's that, Mr. Recycle?
Mr. Recycle: I have NO IDEA!
A mysterious roommate approaches with banana peel to throw in Mr. Recycle. Mr. Recycle moans in pain.
Mr. Trash: I think I know the problem...You see Mr. R, your bag was only designed to hold:
-Plastic
-Aluminum
-Glass
NOT trash. You seem to have some indigestion.
Mr. Recycle: Ooooh...
Mr. Recycle hurls the box of cereal inside of him at the mysterious roommate. Blood emerges from underneath the box.
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Progeria: Dishes Sign.