It's The Fingers At The Top I Find Funniest

I'm sorry for being in absentia lately, I was traveling two weeks ago and ill last week.  Excuses, excuses.

Today's submission comes from our newest field correspondent Ring-Leader Lemur.  He captured this picture on the way down to the last float trip.  Click the picture to enbiggen.

Why not slip in to Uranus?  You'll find some nice fudge. Maybe you want to get a Uranus tattoo.  No matter how you get into Uranus, I'm sure you'll nice it a cozy place that you'll never want to leave.

Maybe They're Selling The Air

I saw this at a major pharmacy chain recently. Click the picture to enbiggen.

 It is a container (presumably) used for mixing drinks to take with you.  Seems nice.  It's capacity is 28 ounces.  That is the key piece of information here.  Why?  Let's zoom in a bit.

Yes, the shelf label helpfully does the math to provide the per ounce cost of capacity.  Which is handy information to know.  If you want a 36 ounce container, that'll be $12.85.  Want a gallon? It'll cost $45.70.

Either Brilliant Or Terrible Advertising

I just walked out and took this picture at a nearby intersection.  Click the picture to enbiggen.

In case you can't make out what it says, it reads "Mowing" with a phone number.  My first thought was that no one would consider using them if they can't even provide upkeep for their sign.  However the more I thought about it, the tall grass might work for them, psychologically: "My goodness look at that tall grass.  My lawn is getting a bit tall as well.  And, conveniently, here is a number to call."