On the way home from school today, I was passed (quite speedily, I might add) by a man driving a vehicle with handicapped plates (or, for the PC and alliteration-loving among us, "disabled person parking plates").
First, the juxtaposition of the plates with the speed with which he passed me (he was going at least 90) made me laugh. Before he completely zipped by, however, I caught a glimpse of something that kept me entertained for the rest of the trip--vanity plates that read "LAME."
This puzzled me. Did he mean that it was "totally lame" that his know-it-all children or bossy wife made him get the "disabled person parking plates"? Or was being lame, in fact, his disability?
2 comments:
:)) LOVE IT!
Both, right? Great play on words. He has my kudos.
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