The bumper stickers. I love them. I will be entertained for the ENTIRE red light if a car in front of me is covered in bumper stickers. I would never deface my car with them, but I love it when other people do. And yet I hate those family ones they put on the back window with the little man or woman and kids and dog and/or cat. Puh-leaze! And I don't care that there are five people in your family plus a dog and cat and I re-hee-hee-ly don't care what their names are...unless of course I'm a stalker and viola! I just got your kids names, followed you around town, know your kids schedule and where you live...guess what super suburban mom? You just made my life as a criminal that much easier. (says the suburban mom with a super smug air about her)
oh, btw - I'm not a criminal...I'm just sayin...
Back to my original thought on how fabulous some bumper stickers are...saw a good one today, thought I'd share:
Never raise your hands to a child...it leaves your groin unprotected!!!
Now that explains why you don't see people give a high 10, it's always a high 5.
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Ooooohhhh...that's what you were sending me yesterday...I was trying to figure out if Devan hit you in the groin or something. :) What do I know? Not much I'll tell ya!
you know I love the random
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