Car of Death

Dr Kiki,

Today on the drive in to work I happened to notice the car in front of me is an old Crown Victoria.  Now I am sure you have seen these cars.  They are ususally two toned, blue and white, with a gigantic spot light attached to the driver side of the car (you know, just in case) and are typically driven by either (#1) teenage gangsta wanna-bes or (#2) middle-aged men with military hair cuts, large bellies and an over developed sense of justice (watch out Neighborhood Watch).  My general feelings regarding people who drive around in these cars is not very flattering.  But regardless, I found myself driving behind the Crown Vic with subject #2 as the driver and subject #1 as the female passenger (it was like a melding of genres) and as I am admiring the extra large spot light attached to the vehicle and imaging all the fun they must have crusing Rock Butte.  I begin to take note of the 4 (not kidding, four) Friday the 13th like masks that are perched in the back window.  FOUR Jason-isq masks in varying colors of white and beige.  WTH!!??!!
It is at this point where I feel the need to jot down the license plate for future "Have You Seen This Face" possibilites.  As well as change lanes and create some distance between myself and the car of Death. 

Love Popo

PS.
I was proven wrong.  Husband did not get drunk and was able to watch the baby on Wednesday am.  I did let him sleep in until 9am (because I am awesome) as a reward for not getting drunk (see again how awesome I am).