Seen in Chelsea next to the entrance to an art gallery.
This is a familiar phrase heard when growing up in New Orleans. It is roughly translated as, "God hates it when you are mean!"
The bad grammar helps to sell it!
Your imaginary friend,
Patsie
This is a familiar phrase heard when growing up in New Orleans. It is roughly translated as, "God hates it when you are mean!"
The bad grammar helps to sell it!
Your imaginary friend,
Patsie
I love this, Patsie! My mother used to say, "God doesn't love ugly!". Haha! We are special people, we New Orleanians!
ReplyDeleteSO true, cher!
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