Haha. I'm imagining you typing this into your phone as the cab drivers are honking behind you. I love culling, I get to be the grim reaper.
I was talking to a guy who spends a lot of time driving in NYC and he said he just wants to have earned it when they honk like that (i.e. you haven't even had a chance to put your foot on the accelerator or you're stuck in traffic and going nowhere). We decided that putting it in park and putting one's feet up on the dash might be nice 'n' inflammatory.
And yeah, don't know why I didn't do this earlier. Such a good feeling. I think I've been weirdly sentimental about clothing... But no more! (Up to three suitcases now.)