Regular readers of this blog know that my hometown—Cabanillas del Campo—is a treasure trove of surreal humor.
From its 80 proof breakfast buffets…to its speckled streets…to its annual Butt Kebab Festival—rarely a day passes that I don’t scratch my head in amused disbelief.
Today was no exception. And I scratched mightily upon noticing this sculpture (pictured above) near my two-year-old daughter’s daycare facility.
Now, the City Hall may argue that this sculpture promotes reading as an enjoyable and educational activity for all townsfolk—but I don’t buy it! Given its conspicuous form and location, I’d argue that it—more likely—promotes potty training as an enjoyable and educational activity for my daughter and her classmates.
Just for laughs, I may place a roll of toilet paper next to his foot tomorrow morning.
I´d named this piece of art “The CastIron Caganet”
Freddy