Why people find the need to share there idiotic lives with the world simply amazes me. I can honestly say that I don’t have one sticker on my truck, let alone twenty. Having a few stickers on your vehicle isn’t a bad thing. Everything is good in moderation. Some people support their favorite team or favorite band. Others wallpaper every political and social issue known to man on the back of their 1987 Plymouth Reliant.

Ok. So your kid’s an honor student, you’re pro-choice, you hate Bush and you just want to “give peace a chance.” Well guess what? No one cares. Do you think someone is going to read your car in a parking lot and say, “Wow! I need eat dinner with this person. They are so fascinating.” Whenever I see someone with more than a handful of bumper stickers I just want to hunt their self absorbed ass down and beat them with a sock full of wood screws. (What?! My Dad’s a carpenter. Heh.)

Look at that shit. Is that not the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever seen? I guess it covers the rust, peeling paint, scratches and dents on their tin can with wheels. Ever notice it’s rarely a nice vehicle. It’s always some shit box on it’s last leg.

Do you honestly think that people give a shit about you beliefs? No. They don’t. They actually think you are a disgrace to the human race and should drive your sticker-mobile off a cliff.

Collecting stickers was cool when you were 6. The next time you find the need to put a W.W.J.D sticker on your car ask yourself, “What would Jesus do?” ….I’ll tell you. He wouldn’t put a fucking sticker on his bumper!

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