I love Wal Mart

After a particularly harried exerience at everyone's favorite box store, Mom and I were patiently waiting in the line of traffic to merge out onto Route 3, which has become its usual summer parking lot. I looked a couple cars in front of us and saw a big, black SUV with Maine plates and a huge NY sticker emblazoned on its ass.

"Why would you do that to your car?" I pointed out to Mom, "Especially if you have Maine plates - isn't that just asking to be rear-ended?"

At which point a voice bellows out from several cars back, "Hey buddy! Yankees Suck!"