If you leave Maryland (why would you?) and drive south, you'll be in Virginia before you know it. As a matter of fact, at the very first McDonald's you come to off I-95, you'll start to hear the soft accents of the Southland. It's a different sort of place, the state that Rick Sanders calls home, and seven years ago, Mr Sanders applied for and got vanity tags reading F OSAMA from the Virginia Dept of Cars.
Well, sir, someone down in VA put their ham and biscuit sandwich down long enough to review the files and has now determined that F OSAMA - which could mean Fight Osama, or Find Osama, which is trickier than ever now - is not an acceptable tag, so they pulled it and sent Mr Sanders a new tag.
666 8UP.
I am not making that up.
666 = sign of the devil. 8 = ate.
666 8UP - the devil ate you up.
Someone at the Virginia Dept. of Driving is trying to tell you something, Mr Sanders!
And I hope that no one decides to take away my tag: F MURRAY ABRAHAM.
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