I was stopped at a stoplight today when I noticed a bumper sticker on the car in front of me. It said, "No Fat Chicks". I thought to myself, no one driving a Ford Escort with a giant hole in the bumper should be eliminating potential girls from their shallow dating pool so quickly. Beggars can't be choosers!
Bumper stickers are always so pretentious. I don't think I've ever pulled up behind anyone, read their bumper stickers and thought, "Wow, they are so right." Ever. Unless I missed one that says, "People with bumper stickers are lame." Then I would definitely have to agree.
I especially hate the ones that say "I'm the proud parent of an honor student!". Congratulations for not breeding a complete idiot. And congratulations for prolonging their virginity and increasing the probability that they get beat up by the monkey bars tomorrow.
I guess I can chalk up bumper stickers right along with personalized license plates as things that scream, "I'm a douche."
This is what we in the biz like to call a double whammy:
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