Monday, August 28, 2006
If I Had a Quarter for Every Time My Grandmother Wanted an Obscene License Plate
Found on local6.com (via attu):
Now, while I find it somewhat funny that the woman is a grandmother and even funnier that her last name is Niple, I only point this story out in order to tell a story of my own.
The other day, I ran out of the office to grab some lunch – a salad for those of you keeping score at home.
However, I forgot to bring my cell phone with its built-in camera, so I was not able to take a picture of what I saw – but I’ll try my best to describe the sight.
A brand new Ford Mustang pulls up to the intersection next to my office with the following vanity license plate:
“♥KMLTOE”
Loves Cameltoe?
Gotta give the guy points for his testicular fortitude in sporting that license plate. Of course, he might have just lost a bet.
Either way, I wish I had brought my phone because a picture would have been a whole lot interesting than this.
Actually, now that I think about it - I apologize for even wasting your time with this story. This long, boring story about license plates, grandmothers and "how when a woman's pants are so tight, the fabric actually creeps into their beaver".
If you feel like your time has been wasted reading this post, email me your mailing address at hatemail@wojr.com and I’ll mail you a quarter for your troubles. (One request honored per household.)
Here’s a picture of the quarter to make up for the lack of a photo of that Cameltoe license plate:
wojr
Found on local6.com (via attu):
COLUMBUS, Ohio -- A Central Ohio grandmother fought for and won the right to keep her personalized license plate after allegations that they were profane.Fleshpopsicle? I bet it was fleshpopsicle.
Pat Niple, 74, said she wants to set the record straight about her problem, WCMH-TV reported.
"I'm not an obscene granny," Niple said.
Niple's personalized license plates are NWTF, an abbreviation of Northwood Tree Farm -- a business she owned with her late husband. It also means something else, officials said.
Niple went to an Ohio Bureau of Motor Vehicles office to get some answers. A clerk had to whisper what the acronym means to some people.
"Now what the – and the last word begins with an 'f,'" Niple said.
Now, while I find it somewhat funny that the woman is a grandmother and even funnier that her last name is Niple, I only point this story out in order to tell a story of my own.
The other day, I ran out of the office to grab some lunch – a salad for those of you keeping score at home.
However, I forgot to bring my cell phone with its built-in camera, so I was not able to take a picture of what I saw – but I’ll try my best to describe the sight.
A brand new Ford Mustang pulls up to the intersection next to my office with the following vanity license plate:
“♥KMLTOE”
Loves Cameltoe?
Gotta give the guy points for his testicular fortitude in sporting that license plate. Of course, he might have just lost a bet.
Either way, I wish I had brought my phone because a picture would have been a whole lot interesting than this.
Actually, now that I think about it - I apologize for even wasting your time with this story. This long, boring story about license plates, grandmothers and "how when a woman's pants are so tight, the fabric actually creeps into their beaver".
If you feel like your time has been wasted reading this post, email me your mailing address at hatemail@wojr.com and I’ll mail you a quarter for your troubles. (One request honored per household.)
Here’s a picture of the quarter to make up for the lack of a photo of that Cameltoe license plate:
wojr
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