Ohio's bright yellow plates gave away a neighbor's nasty lil habit. I knew she was a raving screaming bitch to her 3 kids, but once we saw those plates on her car, we now understand why she never ventures off of her front porch but instead screams at the top of her lungs for her kids to come home... ya know... they have a steep hill in their front yard... she might spill her cocktail and/or take a nasty tumble.
I tried the pretzel excuse. It didn't work.There must be something about Presidential Privilege or something.
Why not? Maybe we can bring down the national debt a bit by selling advertising on the presidential limousine too!
I didn't try the pretzel excuse...There is very little excuse when you do a 180 over three lanes of the 405...
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