I like to stand back a way and watch.
There will always be a parent with a few shiny pennies to waste, who gives them to their trusting child to go and put in the pot. The statue duly comes alive, scaring the bejesus out of the child, screams and bawls ensue.
Sometimes, even more amusingly, the parent isn't cruel, they are ignorant (or possible shortsighted?) and gets a scare in tandem. Two for the price of one, and it doesn't cost me anything.
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Life's hard you know, so strike a pose on a Cadillac
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