for surreptitiously urinating on the door handles of Priuses (prii?). Today, after having insured that I could not be observed, I baptised one such prius in a parking lot near where I was working, and schadenfreude, usually my arch enemy, caused the Prius in question to be the property of one hated safety moron at my customer’s location.

Sometimes you’re the windshield, sometimes you’re the bug.