
It’s sad enough when people feel the need to decorate their back windshield with stickers for each one of their stupid kids- but at least those are, you know, kids. Actual people. Not cats. The fact that you’re this pathologically-obsessed with felines is something you probably don’t want to broadcast to the world.
It’s certainly not going to get you laid anytime soon.
In fact, I believe the only bigger turn-off bumpersticker is the one that proclaims “MY OTHER CAR IS A BROOM.”
The only bumper sticker I’ve ever been tempted to put on my car says:
“I don’t drink but I smoke crack like a motherfucker.”
If I actually did smoke crack maybe I’d get a whole bunch of little crack pipe decals for my back window. Just for you, Bronc.
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9 cats? Why not make it a even 10? But then you’d be the crazy OCD cat lady…
I saw a car at a local Walgreens with 3 separate families but they were only the father decal with kid and pet decals. I always wondered whether it’s a woman with 3 different baby daddies or it’s a mother showing off her 3 sons and her grandchildren from each son. But does she hate her daughters-in-law? All 3 of them can’t be single dads, can they? Sometimes these family decals just raise too many questions.
I respectfully disagree. I think it’s a delightfully smartass way to say “Noone gives two shits about your kids.”
I would like to believe that. It’s still a little too pro-cat for my taste, though.
I agree here.
Bronc – “Winning at not getting the joke”
This is exactly what I thought when I saw it, as well.
I briefly though about getting one of these until I realized that it was broadcasting to everyone that I’m a young woman living alone with two cats. They’re not even scary cats- there’s no way they could fend off robbers. Useless.
My cat is more ferocious than both of my large dogs combined. His favorite pass time is to make unsuspecting visitors leave in tears…by biting the shit out of their heads.
Still better than Warren Jeffs’ sticker situation…
Yeah, he had to buy a second schoolbus just for the decals.
I would make the caption “Winning at being eaten by cats after death.”
Good thing she’s got an Envoy to carry the Industrial Size bags of dry food and cat litter.
And look, there’s a trailer hitch too. She probably has to find cat-friendly motels when she goes on vacation, because none of her friends is willing to look after her herd while she’s gone. Or she pulls an Airstream just for the cats to ride in style.
See, I was just telling a friend how this would be funny for a joke.
And then I said, actually, how about one of me and my husband and then a sticker of an airplane and like, a palm tree?
Hahaha, we dont have kids so we can travel to the Caribbean!
Really? We took our kids to the Caribbean and we didn’t have any problems at all.
I’m surprised this isn’t a girl I knew in high school. Each of her dozen or so pets, mostly cats, has its own Facebook page with a ridiculously long multi-word name, and she lists them all as her children in the relationship section. Then she makes each account comment on the others’ walls about things that happened to them that day in lolcat speak.
This is a great illustration of why I didn’t go to my high school reunion.
You know it could be a hit count.
Every time they run over a cat, or person apparently, they just put on a new sticker.
This is the only thing I can think of that lets me keep the sliver of faith I have in humanity.
I can’t believe no one noticed the 10th, poorly removed cat sticker.