... fuse panel in the '06 Jeep Commander, I hope you lost your fucking job in the Chrysler bankruptcy. I hope that you had purchased a vacation home that you were going to pay for with your stock options, and that you lost your job and your options 3 days before closing. I hope that you're still unemployed. I hope you're now homeless, and living behind Chrysler headquarters in a PT Cruiser that smells like your own urine.
When designing a fuse panel, it's important to keep in mind that the fuses contained inside of it can interrupt a trip if the wrong one is blown. Remembering this fact, it would be prudent to put the fuse panel in a location that doesn't require a Level 87 Wizard, the Keebler elves, Gumby, and a chainsaw to access.
Fortunately, the fuse I was replacing was only for the cigarette lighter, and not for something like the steering column lock. Had your douchbaggery left me stranded on the side of the road, in the dark and rain, I would have left the car on the side of the road. Then I would have taken a bus to Auburn Hills, found your pissy-smelling PT Cruiser, and I would have forcefully relieved you of the last of your earthly possessions to pay for my fucking tow truck.
Fuck you, and the piss-soaked PT Cruiser you rolled in on.