What the hell does that say on the window?
Yo, G, if you're gonna bling out your truck with the name of a rap song, at least keep it real on the spelling of hatin'.
What is this, National Back Window Weirdness Day?
Ah. A couple of hunting dogs about to lay into a wild boar. Nice.
Apparently, when you can't find mudflaps with silhouettes of naked chicks, this is Option No. 2.
PREVIOUS ADVENTURES IN TRAFFIC:
Jimi Hendrix Edition.
Sit on it and rotate.
I'm your private antenna dancer.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Welcome to Springfield.
Orange you glad you're not this guy?
Everything's better when it sits on a Ritz.
Porn as a windowshade.
Jonathan Livingston Redneck.
Buc off, pal.
Such a dirty mess.
How cheep can you be?
I'm super! Thanks for asking.
Would you like an apple pie with that?
Hearse so good.
Drive fast, take chances.
Riding with Fab the deejay.
Beware of the Death Explorer.
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right.
My other car is a rocket-propelled grenade.
Live long and prosper. In an Altima.
Just two good ol' boys.
Nicotine is my crash helmet.
Jazz hands moms.
Ugly lug nuts.
My honor student can kick your ass.
Horse and buddy.