That is the first thing I thought when I saw this guy get on the bus.

I headed out to the Boulder Station casino for about an hour today (don’t ask), and the 213 bus stops directly in front of the Las Vegas National Golf Club.

Usually the people who get on and off at this stop are employees of the club, or people who live in nearby apartments or houses.

I don’t think I have ever seen anyone, in any city, get on a city bus with a full set of golf clubs.

But today, that is exactly what happened.

If this is not a referendum on high gas prices, then I don’t know what is.

But it was not only golfers flipping oil companies the bird.

Frankenstein refused to drive:

As did this guy, who in an extremely rebellious move, traded in his Harley Davidson for a Rascal Scooter:

That’ll show those bastards at Exxon!!!

(I do not want to know what Love & Crabs means)