Seen on the back bumper of a pickup truck in downtown Normal, Illinois. Have you ever seen that email where every word is disastrously misspelled, yet you can still read it perfectly? Same thing here. The brain is a pattern-finding engine bent on making sense out of the stimuli it collects. But the sense it makes, the conclusion it draws from that stimuli, varies according to one’s whole matrix of knowledge and affections.
My first instinct on reading that was “bush shit”