Classy Lassie

I'm no fan of My Man Mitthead, but if Sweetie here wants her voice heard that badly, I think we ought to know who she is.  I'll bet with a little digging, we'd get a portrait of a real headcase, that is, your typical regressive activist.

I saw one of those indignant loony-tunettes with environmentalcase stickers plastered all over her beater car, and it was evident she just didn't grok the irony of the oil-burner she was driving putting out more choking, grey exhaust than anyone else on the road.