In the event that a girl carries a slogan across her hindquarters, wonders Michael Blowhard, is it OK for a passerby to muse out loud about said keister?
Personally, I don't see why not. Considering the remarks my behind garnered the other day when--sans script of any kind--it was bent over my trunk in the grocery store parking lot, I'd say a slogan is an open invitation for comment.
But why stop there? If you're gonna go around with slogans on your butt, why not make some money while you're at it?