The Green Machine
Hey, a recent license plate sighting of note – I was behind a metallic green SUV the other day with a couple interesting markings. The license plate was amusing enough, being SOURPCKLS. But the little white oval sticker (you know those things that are, like, pseudo-European and usually tout the Outerbanks?) read PKLFEST. This cracked me up. Picklefest.
And here’s the funny part. Despite the somewhat feminine nature of the SUV, it was driven by a guy. A thirty-something, shaved head, chambray-shirt-wearing guy. I was wondering if this was somebody with a real sense of humor, or just some dude who thinks he’s got the package from heaven.
Of course, chances are, it’s just some guy into project management software and Battlestar Galactica, but isn’t it more fun to imagine some super 70s guy who’s all “come on down ladies, pickle fest is happening in the way back of my Honda…stat!”