So I\'m doing what I do best today well maybe second best since I already had my donuts for the day................ I'm leaving a call at one of the county facilities rolling like I'm in the CPT with by used and abused and should of been retired 5 years ago '97 Crown Vic when low and behold I see three outrageous violators of the law, parked in the fire lane. /forums/images/graemlins/angryfire.gif Now ole Bubba Ray doesn't go out of his way to lay the smack down ticket wise for gross violations of county parking codes, but this was a time that one had to sack up and be a man about the situation. So I make the radio call, since I had only been to this facility like twice and that was months ago and got the green light to wield the most powerful weapon in the whole wide world; feared amongst adults and children alike, the pen. /forums/images/graemlins/deal.gif So I walk up behind the first vehicle in violation and began the strokes of death, press hard, three copies. The vehicle happen to be a Honda CR-V, gay as gay can be SUV type (I think there is a correlation somewhere that we must have a future roundtable on) and I'm finishing up the instrument of justice when I look up to the left rear side window and notice all the pretty USA flag stickers...................That's cool, I'm a patriotic type of sort, did my time and all then there it was, bigger than King Kong Bundy himself, a Sierra Club sticker. Yes, oh yes, I had spread hate and discontent amongst a evil and bad doer tree huggin hypocrite. The joy that overwhelmed me at that moment was almost nothing like I had experienced before on this fine day, well maybe except for the chocolate bars, two to be exact from the local donut vendor.