I'm not a big fan of bumper stickers.
To me, they're the equivalent to a 45-mph clickbait headline or the Cliff's Notes of a person – nothing of substance and overly broad when it comes down to the real human behind the wheel.
As a result, I thought I'd take a break from writing about marijuana on the Happy and share my least favorite bumper stickers I see around town. They are:
House Divided