I would like to personally applaud the person who came up with the speed limit. (For those with learning disabilities (Brad), that's sarcasm) Since the dawn of time we (humans, not those sign language speaking apes) have driven our way into the history books. I don't ever remember reading anything about speed limits in the journey of life. Now, this whole "Construction Speed Limits" campaign has to end here. Wait...right...here. You're not going to get anyone to slow down with those stupid billboards, (Don't 'RIP' Through Construction Zones), and for the higher ups in the advertising firms, no one has ever in the history of forever has called speeding 'Ripping." If you want people to slow down, sit down, get a note pad and sharpen your pencils, I'm about to give you the best advice you'll ever receive: Harpoons.
I do believe my work here is done, as it clearly speaks for it's self.
No? It doesn't? You need more details?..... Ok....
You need to exploit your construction workers like the Christian Fund exploits malnourished orphans. Replace those billboards with the 'RIP' on a headstone and replace it with a bad-ass, tattooed, pierced, primary school drop out holding a harpoon and you'll get noticed. Take away their "Slow" hand signs and give them a harpoon big enough to turn Moby Dick inside out 3 times over. Spear a few tires and impale a few bikers and it won't take long before word of mouth turns your uphill battle to a smooth ride down Success River. I'm not saying it'll end all road side troubles, but it will end the used of ridiculous commercials and shameful, shameful uninspired print ads.
***** Brad, you're off the hook, I like the title******
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