These new Ohio plates (which the .com's tell me are not mandatory, thank Jim Rhodes's Ghost) - first, they look like a package of butter from 1992. Second, they suck:
The panoramic "city-to-country, it's ALL Ohio!" vibe. Yuk!
It would be hot if there was text at the bottom: From the crackhouses to the meth labs!
According to news stories, they pressed a million of these pups before someone said it was unfair to expect Buckeyes to cough up an extra 2.50 a plate during a recession. Surely that money could be better spent on a can of Steel Reserve and some jalapeno Combos.
But I shouldn't bitch about the reasoning because I still hate these and am glad that I shan't have to screw 'em on our various conveyances!
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