When your two hours deep in stand still traffic on the interstate in the city. And the only vehicle your willing to give up that oh so precious few spaces of asphalt to is, a lifted JK with a JF decal on the windshield 4 cars deep. But you let them all out just so he can go. You air high five each other (because he saw my JF decal) and your passenger (who is not a Jeeper) is looking at you with that, dude WTF look. And I just reply it's a Jeep thing.