Did someone park his Miata parallel across the last three perpendicular spaces? And there's no parking enforcement around to bust him? No problem. Thanks to Parking Tickets, readers can issue a cleverly designed and perfectly humiliating "fine" to the inconsiderate owner. There are simple messages "You're a space hog," angry cards "It was either this or a crowbar through your window," and sarcastic tickets "Hope you're better between the sheets than you are between the lines." Together they provide good parkers an outlet to vent their frustrations toward people who deserve it, and maybe raise that driver's consciousness. Wallet-sized to fit in a pocket, purse, or glove box, Parking Tickets has tailor-made insults for every poor parking job. Can't slide into a space because someone parked across the white line? Give them "Couldn’t decide which space to park in, huh?" Stuck with half a space because the parallel-parked car in front didn't pull all the way forward? Hit them with "Maybe a GPS system could have helped you find the middle of this parking spot." Someone parked four feet from the curb? Try "Didn't know it was national 'Let Your Child Drive to Work Day.'"