Less Distraction, More Reaction

The main problems with all of these damn bumper stickers is that they don't tell me enough about the human being in the three thousand pound eighty-mile-an-hour-goer in front of me. If only we could see beyond the hordes of tired "Dukakis Bentsen '88" stickers, and into the thick rugose brains of the people who plastered them onto what amounts to their vehicles' mouths, or if they're particularly persuasive, the vehicles' reproduct*** org***.

Dream no longer, and tolerate the real world forever, for I have discovered/invented the answer. Before you "actually" print out and stick to your car the following bumper sticker, feel free to re-dot for premium-level personalization when your busy schedule decrees that you're allowed to.