Build a nice slathering of ketchup on the steering wheel at 12 oclock. Maybe some over the center of the wheel too, and even some on the drivers side visor and drivers side window. That way, I have plenty of dipping options.
If someone cuts me off and I enter a blind rage where I cant concentrate, I want to make sure I will likely get some ketchup on my fries as I flail about in a deranged, maddened stupor.
Live action Hungry Hungry Hippos though, now
that
was a sport. ~Aeon Azuran