"Poner dedo." "Ratfink." "Snitch." Ever had one of those pointed in your direction? Was that pointed finger for your own interest or the welfare of others?
How many of us have had the urge to punch those 800 numbers that are posted on the back of those vehicles "How am I driving?" Didn't want to get involved, you say. It was easier to drive around that rig and let the other driver worry about that call. Bang. Crash ?!*&.
Let me give you another vantage point, from the window of our friendly snoopy neighbor.
"Martha dear, come here! It's that Dennis boy again. Racing up and down the streets with that hot rod car. One of these days I tell you …"
"George, don't worry, dear. He's not our problem. We have enough to worry with Little Georgie."
Ring. Ring. Ring. "Hello, this is Martha ‘Mome'." "Ms. Mum?" "YES" We hate to inform you, there has been a car accident."