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I've had an epiphany.
An epiphany that may in fact put use to the most useless of all products.
Magnetic poetry. You cannot contest that magnetic poetry is not useless. It can be funny, but beyond that, I don't think it really achieves anything.
Well now it does.
First, you should keep a box of magnetic poetry in your glove compartment (preferrably the filthy version that includes words like "moist" and "carress.")
Then, when you run into horrible traffic (as I so often do) you bust out the magnetic poetry and let the fun begin.
You roll your window down. All nonchalant like. If you live in Arizona, you might look a little more suspicious because it is FUCKING 200 degrees outside.
When your window is down, you grab a choice word... "hump" perhaps... and toss it at the car next to you.
Genius, right?
For one thing, they will never find out it was you.
And for another, what brightens up a person's day like a random word on their car door?
This can provide hours of entertainment I assure you.
It can also provide an explanation if you find the word "thigh" on your car.
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