I got stuck behind this on I-35 for a good 15 minutes today. 'Cause, you know, who doesn't buy a church pew and strap it to the top of his minivan?
(To be fair, my sister does own a pew. But it's a tiny one. Its name is Pepe. (Get it?) And I'm pretty sure it was never strapped to the top of a minivan by people laboring under the illusion that they drive fast enough to be in the left lane.)