Profanitude

On my way home today, I drove by a small retail propane business while traversing the boonies of far west San Antonio. As is the case with nearly every propane proprietorship I’ve ever seen (and remembered), the business name was emblazoned in big, black letters on the side of a large propane tank. It was something like:













Immediately I wanted to get myself some paint and make it into this:













How awesome would that have been???!!!???

It would’ve been both dastardly and grammatically correct!