Driving home today, I passed a ten-year-old white Buick with a McCain sticker on the rear bumper... and a huge "Christine O'Donnell for Senate" sign on the driver's door. It was way bigger than a bumper sticker.
This led me to believe that the driver was either Ms. O'Donnell herself, or one of her staffers. (Looking at the photos on her campaign Web site, I don't think it was the candidate).
I drove away at the speed limit. She dropped way back, yammering into her phone all the way. A bunch of cars built up behind her.
She caught up to me at a red light, and stopped behind my car. I could see her looking at my back bumper... noticing the "Obama '08" sticker, the Obama-Biden magnet, the Stern-Quivers '08 sticker... I watched her read all these with a vague look of disapproval on her face. I kept my head straight, with my eyes swiveled up at the mirror, so she wouldn't know I was watching her.
Then, she focused on a much smaller sticker. I could actually see her lips moving as she read it:
Would Somebody
Please Give Bush
A Blowjob So We
Can Impeach Him
She suddenly frowned, and mouthed a few angry words. I couldn't help it: I started laughing my ass off... and she saw me laughing... and she knew I was laughing at her.