Meet the Asses

Yesterday, Camden and I went grocery shopping.  We saw one of those stickers you can purchase that is personalized with your family’s last name and the first name of each family member.  You know, the one with the cute little stick figures to represent each family member.  Well, I was looking for a parking spot and I quickly glanced at this sticker.  I felt so terrible for this family for possessing such a horrible last name.  It wasn’t until I got a closer look that I had a good laugh!