Dear Little Man::

Hey ass hole! Today when I was speeding at 60mph in a 50 mph zone, I did not appreciate you driving your Hummer on my bumper. I did think of slamming in my brakes, because (1) I had no children in the car with me, (2) I have great auto insurance, and (3) my car is paid for. Lucky for you, my maturity won out. I didn't even give you the one finger salute. But this is for you! (← click it!)

If you must spend your entire pay check on that ridiculous vehicle, you may want to invest in drivers training. You just may get on my bumper one day when I want a new car, and you and your insurance company will be footing the bill!

Sincerely,

Special K Toni

P.S.~ Is it really that small? Do you really need a Hummer to compensate? Or do you just like saying "I got a Hummer"? You still live with your mommy, don't you?