The Vodka God (allah_sulu) wrote,
The Vodka God

Big Mother Is Watching You

On my extended trip home today (it was raining, which always makes DC drivers lose their driving skills and/or brains and/or balls), I saw a car driven by a guy who looked high school-ish age. There was a bumpersticker on his car with a phone number and an URL:

Apparently you're supposed to contact this company, either by phone or web, and tattle on the poor, sad kid who's saddled with these parents. All you have to do is provide the license plate number in order to get your message to the correct parents. The free-text remark field is supposed to be limited to 100 characters (although it didn't stop me at a hundred; bad coding I guess. I assume it would have truncated if I went over), so this is the message I sent to Showing topological expertise, your son kept all four wheels on the ever-changing road at all times.

(I'm tired and cranky; it was best I could come up with off the top of my head. Anyway, I wanted to confuse 'em.)

Tags: rant, snark
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