Alright. I know you’re all probably staring at this in somewhat shocked horror. Just HOW did I come up with this one?! And the answer is quite simple. Vermont. Vermont should take 100% of the blame for this intensely disquieting image.
Vermont is a crazy place full of artists, recluses, hippies, and people with a weird sense of humor so I guess I shouldn’t have been all that surprised to learn that there isn’t one Popples Dungeon Road but rather two a hundred miles apart and smack dab in the middle of nowhere. Clearly this got the gears in my head turning. Who named their road Popples Dungeon and what the hell does that mean?! Are these iconic 1980’s plush toys being tortured there?? In the middle of the woods?!
Not exactly. The original Popples Dungeon Road has been named that since before living memory which makes it a bit of a mystery. The second Popples Dungeon came about when a bored teenager stole the road sign to the original road and brought it home, displaying it at the end of his unnamed private road for decades, periodically replacing it until in 1993 it was finally registered as the road’s official name… by someone… no one really knows who.
So there we are with a hilarious story, likely a great deal of confused delivery men, and a terrible picture ripped from my warped imagination. Hope you enjoyed it!
