I was at the mall the other day and was pulling into a parking space when I saw this family walking beside me and lost concentration and hit the rear end of a new Mercedes.
So I hurriedly drove elsewhere, ran inside and bought a whole bag of birdseed and a $1.00 Store feather duster. Maybe when the rich people see inch thick bird crap all over their car, they won't check the back fender too closely.
("Look Martha, the birds have crapped all over our new Mercedes. Looks like one landed so hard on the back bumper, it killed itself.")