Pride in its Laziest Form

How proud are you? Is a bumper sticker of your child's scholarly achievement really all you can muster? Really? If we are your kid, we would be embarrassed for you and for ourselves. Save the embarrassment and seriously motivate us with a PlayStation 3 for good marks.

Single and Loving It

This guy is a dude's dude. Why wait for a whole family before you invest in stick figures? This lonely confession work of art just screams playing the field and cracking wise. Ladies, he is definitely may be available!

Cat Lady

Not quite a super hero, at least not along the lines of Halle Berry or Michelle Pfeiffer, she obviously believes she is still pretty super. We don't remember single women who house multiple cats quite the same way. In fact, we love the action figure dedicated to such feats of old maid-ism.

I Say Iggle, You Say Eagle

We figured you were a fan from the trashy flag flying from the window of your ride. But your stick fam closes the deal: you are a true fan. So true, in fact, that your judgment has become impaired. As if giving most of your paycheck to attend games isn't misguided enough...

Dale Junior

Is it just that we don't frequent racetracks? Could it be, since our longest exposure to NASCAR was merely 2 hours of "Talladega Nights" (rather than 3.5 hours of watching cars drive in a circle on Sundays), that we just don't care?

It is a possibility. Then again, what chaps us most is that the owner has chosen to make his wagon a mobile gravestone to someone he has likely never met.

Startling Exposé

Even if it is true, why would you want anyone to know? And then it isn't just your friends who are freaked out aware: it's any random person who has driven behind you that gets the sneaking suspicion that you are some kind of lonely hermit who allows your dog to select your outfits.

The Leisurely Fam

Really? People are actually spending hard-earned cash on this? (Then again, this car probably belongs to that guy who hasn't worked a day in his life.)

What I enjoy the most is that the wife seems to be the only one working. "Hey, canine, a little help here? Beg for something maybe?"

Ghoulish Family

We were really feeling you, what with the "We ate your stick family" bit. Then again, doesn't that just give in to the weirdness of the sticker madness?

You had to go and paste on your own freakish family figures in there? Are you on the fence at all? Take a good look in the mirror: you're all in. 

Confessions of One Kind and Quite Another

Thought bumper stickers died decades ago? Think you blow money on random crap? Look no further for self-selecting demonstrations of American disposable income. Worse, this blog proudly follows the enduring truth that diarrhea-of-the-mouth from social media is alive and well in the physical world.

Orientation?

Social Media in the Physical World?

That's right: we'll look at all sorts of embarrassing, crazy, interesting and occasionally witty but always entertaining, "bumper art" that is foisted upon us (since our lives are not information-overloaded already).

As an added bonus, submit your pics to bumperdecor AT gmail DOT com and they may be posted.

Stay tuned as we get started. Comment early and often!

Cheers