Rick, Rick, you are a rhymin’ fool of TXT. And, maybe a hint of a mid-life crisis? Perish the thought.
And a bit of a puzzler to, eh? Who among us outsiders would know what a C6 is? Only the Corvettescenti, that’s who.
Rick, in the words of Steve from the original 90210, “So I hear you drive a Vette?”
Rollin' Rick
OK – my first non-Benzoid here. Yes, yes, at the other end of the spectrum, we’ve still got playas. Power to the Scion!
SuperTOSHerific Batman!
Look, AJP, I just know you’re money. I knows it! And you got that nice Benz. Is that your first? No? Probably your second German cruising machine, right? No? Not even close? Are you serious? You’ve been a triple-Benzer before this bad boy? Well, let’s spread the word . . .
Tell me again: how many?
Well, well, well. Hi there Suzy! What is that, a C class? Nice! Oh, wait – an E? Snap! Is that how you roll? Damn, girl.
MCR MBZ
Did you know this was a Benz? A Mercedes Benz? Just in case there was any question, said owner (MCR) is making doubly – no, triply! – sure. She’s got the logo. She’s got the license plate. And she’s got that great looking license plate frame. Do you doubt she’s a woman of means? No longer! Power to the Benz!
I can’t really say this is the plate that started it all, because it just wasn’t the first. But I was seeing these plates around town that made me think, “What’s going on inside that person’s brain, that made them want this plate?”
Well, in this case the obvious answer was “My initials are MW and I drive a Benz. And I want the world to know!” OK, so here we are, getting the word out!
MW, I'm impressed!