Why Can't Monsters Get Along With Other Monsters?

Last Monday, I had the rare treat to play basketball with a group of guys I've yet to successfully describe. Problem isn't finding the words; it's being compassionate with those words. I lost all desire in trying to be a light when I noticed a Hummer in the parking lot. If driving a ridiculous vehicle wasn't bad enough, it happened to be parked in a handicapped spot.

Boy, do I wish I were a ninja.