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(A re-post from 2016 that still holds up. Big time.)

I never cease to be interested, entertained and sometimes even shocked by the ways my fellow drivers choose to express themselves on their vehicles. Vehicle decals can tell you quite a lot about a person, so much so, that I've read they can sometimes put you at risk for criminal activity by basically announcing who you are and where you'll be at all times. I think that's rare though. More likely they just announce how dumb you are and how bad your taste is AND exactly how you like to waste your money. But seriously, what DO your bumper stickers say about you?

Even though the beach is hours away, this little phrase is commonly seen in my town.
I think the people that have this just want everyone to know they like the beach,
perhaps own real estate at the beach and would rather be at the beach.
Duh. Who wouldn't?

Advertisements for items you find cool is also huge
where I live. I was amazed when I learned this sticker
was for coolers. I mean, really? Coolers?
Yes. Very expensive coolers. So the statement here would
be "I like to drink and I have money".
Well, good for you, Scooter. Good for you.

Kinda like this one for an apparel called
Vineyard Vines. Just like Yeti, I guess
this sticker tells people you're classy and have
expensive tastes. Whatevs, lady. Imma need
to see your most recent AMEX statement.

Of course, the Monster symbol identifies
that you don't have good taste, but really
only have a legal addiction to a caffeinated
beverage with questionable ingredients.

Of course, sometimes messages get kidnapped and we get gems
like this. Just remember this: when you're campaigning hard to
keep your 2nd Amendment Rights, you're fighting for this guy too.

You have bad taste in music. 'Nuff said.

These stickers always make me sad, and I feel like they're a little
bit tacky. But who I am to tells someone how to honor
someone they've lost?

You're a semi-wealthy SAHM.
Am I judging? Maybe.
But am I wrong?
Probably not.

You have great taste!
(I have one of these. Bears no weight on my comments here.)

You're cool and like to follow trends, but you also know how
to think outside the box. Good for you, Shirt Tucker!

Some people know how to have fun with something that others
take a little too seriously. I'm one of those people.

You follow politics, but only loosely.
You're also not very smart and plan on peeling this off as soon
as you find the perfect Trump sticker to replace it.

You're smart. You listen to NPR. You know what's best for
EVERYONE. Also, you really really hate Bush.

Honestly, I really don't care what kind of stickers you've got as long as you know how to drive with some sense. Don't cut me off, and we're golden, me and you. And if we're stuck in traffic together I will enjoy the reading material you are providing me. Let's be friends, weirdo.

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