Bumper Stickers That Speak Volumes

File this under: Discretion is the better part of valor....

I was driving down Madison Avenue in Midtown Manhattan with my sixty-something father-in-law, Steve, today when I spied a white van driving behind us in a very hostile manner, weaving in and out of jammed traffic and cutting people off. While this is standard fare in New York City, this guy was extreme even by our standards.

"What a schmuck," I muttered, as he cut closely in front of me.

Lo and behold, he had these bumper stickers on the back of his truck:




"Back off," said my sage father-in-law. "Those stickers tell you that he's both stupid and that he's carrying a gun!"

I backed off.