I can't even tell you how hot my blood boils when I simply see someone's drink cup or soda can in the bed of my truck after I get out of a restaurant. Who the F in their right mind throws their trash into someone else's vehicle? Oooh man, I tell ya. My blood must reach 105 degrees, and I don't know what might happen if I ever caught someone in the act. Please Lord let that be the day I'm NOT carrying my firearm, if merely for the thought that I would of course not be able to act upon.... putting some holes into one of your stray idiotic sheep.