Keep it on the inside...

So I'm driving down the road like you do. I'm talking on the phone like you do. Shut up. If you aren't text messaging or something stupid it's the same as talking to someone next to you. OK I didn't have the fucking headset on, but still. OK so fine.

I see the plate: YATHED on the oldsmobile in front of me. No dashes. No spaces.

NOTHING. What? Huh? no idea. (If you know please comment so as to enlighten me and the other 2 readers that stop by on occasion, thanks!)

I couldn't figure it out. So I asked Gina (who happened to be on the phone with me, otherwise it would have been rude to the person I was on the phone with to stop and ask, right?)

She was all "I dunno" like ya do. And suggested it was likely an inside joke.

So to the driver of the olds in question: Please keep your inside jokes inside the vehicle at all times. Enjoy the ride.