As Seen in Twelfth Street Tunnel

That’s right, folks, just when you thought Maryland drivers couldn’t be any worse, they surprise you, by doing something so absolutely asinine that there just aren’t words. That’s right, the guy in the Jeep in front of me had a set of Bumper Nuts.

Why is it that people are possessed to put a scrotum on their car? Is it to make up for some personal lack? Nice car, sorry about your penis?

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

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