Hum Along With Me
I would consider driving a Hummer if I was a survivalist anticipating cataclysmic societal breakdown. Conversely, a Hummer would make sense if I ran a limousine service and rented the vehicle to misguided partiers. If I was a pround veteran of the Iraqi wars, I'd be justified in owning a Hummer. If I operated a Southern rap or heavy metal record label I could wrap a Hummer in promotional material to promote my products. Without reasons such as these, however, I'd know that when I drove the enormous vehicle to the grocery store in Brookside, most people- including a goofball blogger- would think I'm a jerk.