Last night on the way to Anders*n, funnest license plate in a good long while:
Except... well this person's extendo-cab truck/car-I-can't-decide-what-I-am was almost as big as a Hummer anyway.
Then as we proceeded down the highway he showed himself to be worthy of a different moniker instead:
altho luckily he was in front of me not behind me.
Still I was, if but for a while, a staunch
What do you expect? Cut me open these days and pure caffeine and cold medicine would run out. Maybe there will be wonderful full meaty articulate posts once I get to France (since this year I'll actually have all my prep work done before arrival).