Vanity license plates.
Is there a better way to tell everyone on the road that you’re a huge buttmunch? Perhaps. But, vanity plates are a FAST and efficient way to let the world know that you’re either…
1. A teen-aged girl.
2. A nitwit.
I used to work with a woman in her 40’s who once spent an entire work day trying to come up with creative ways to spell princess on her vanity plate application form (because all the obvious spellings had been taken.) After hours of debate between our staff, she settled on “PRYNCESS.”
I’m not saying she was a dumb dummy, or that you and I are better than a GROWN WOMAN WHO INSISTED WE ALL CALL HER PRINCESS, but I will say this: “her majesty” was also famous around the office for pronouncing the word archive, as “r-CHIVE.”
Anycustommetal, here are a few plates that make the already solid argument that Vanity license plates are truly THE WORST.
Disclaimer: Due to the law of averages, I’m sure some of you hookers reading this post are rocking a VLP on your car’s caboose, and to y’all I say:
“I wasn’t talking about YOU, I’m sure YOUR vanity license plate is totally awesome and NOT pathetic!”
And my personal favorite, the only one of these babies that actually makes sense: