Thread: Humor- Atlanta

A guide to Atlanta
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Atlanta is composed mostly of one way streets. The only way to get to downtown Atlanta is to turn around and start over when you reach Greenville, South Carolina.

All directions in Atlanta start with, "Go down Peachtree..." and include the phrase, "When you see the Waffle House..."

Peachtree Street has no beginning and no end and is NOTto be confused with Peachtree Circle, Peachtree Place, Peachtree Lane, Peachtree Road, Peachtree Parkway, Peachtree Corners Circle, Peachtree Dunwoody, Peachtree Run, Peachtree Trace, Peachtree Ave., Peachtree Commons, Peachtree Battle, Peachtree Corners, New Peachtree Road, Old Peachtree Road or Peachtree Industrial Boulevard.

Atlanta is the home of Coca-Cola. That's all they drink, so don't ask for any other soft drink... unless it's made by Coca-Cola and even then , it's still called "Coke".

If a single snowflake falls in Atlanta, the whole city is paralyzed for three days and it's on all the channels as breaking news every 15 minutes for a month. All the grocery stores will be sold out of milk, bread, bottled water and beer if there is a remote chance of snow, and if it does snow, people will be on every street corner selling "I survived the blizzard" T-shirts.

Drivers in Atlanta so not use turn signals. They use their heads. The only way to tell reliably that the person in the next lane plans to merge with you is to watch for head movement in their side mirror, if you see the head tilt toward you, the person is about to merge.[/list]

Three buddies are driving around, drinking their beers, when the driver looks in the mirror and see the flashing lights of a police car telling them to pull over. The other two are really worried. What are we going to do with our beers? We're in trouble! No, the driver says, it's OK, just peel the labels off the beer bottles, stick the labels on your forehead and toss the bottles under the seat and let me do all the talking. The driver then pulls over. The officer then walks up and says, "I noticed you boys were weaving back and forth across the highway. Have you been drinking?" Oh, no, officer, says the driver, pointing to his forehead, "We're trying to give that up, we're on the patch."


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