We need a Stop Killing Cars movement

I imagine with all that accumulated grime the mustache collapses into a sticky mess by itself

If I’m not allowed to go somewhere with my water bottle, jacket, flashlight, pocket knife, power bank, a pack of tissues, and a snack, I’d rather simply not go. And god forbid I’ll want to buy something and be forced to carry it around in my hands for the rest of the day.

“Hey, at least my ball and chain are made of gold!”