(Found his on the the internet. Just made me laugh). Personalized license plates are NOTSOGR8 in my book. In fact, IH8EM. The vehicular equivalent of the tattoo, what sort of 6 or 8 letter phrase are you going to slap on your SUVs ass to define yourself? Seinfeld's ASSMAN is ASSIN9, in my humble opinion. A lot of the plates are pretentious and "blowhardian" (hahaha!) in nature (0 60IN4 or WISHURME), some, clearly owned by Stifler's peeps are downright grody (8 ER OUT? Really, Illinois? Really?). There's a ginormous motor home sporting "GLBL WMR" which should really say "I M PRBLM". Some unoriginal chuckleheads are using online acronyms, if you are ROTFL, who's driving the car? I'm not rolling on the floor, dude. I'm right behind you, willing myself not to rear-end you in hopes of denting your metal tramp stamp.
My friends in Delaware will pay upwards of five figures for one of the rare black low-numbered plates. They view them as investment number plates and a status symbol. This sort of boggles my mind, especially when they tell me how much the single digit number plates go for (the number "6" plate went for $675,000 in 2008). What kind of vehicle deserves to host that sort of marquee plate? Is there a place for it on Air Force 1's vertical stabilizer?
I suppose a vanity plate is a way to show off without shelling out buttloads of clams. There is one plate that I can get behind, both on and off the road. A hearse's plate that reads "U R NEXT." Yep, buddy, you are. Because I M GUNIN 4U.
If you were forced to get a vanity plate, what would it be?
(photo: coolpl8z.com)
Posted by Jennifer Worick
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