Chad came home last week with this:
I guess he bought the tags and the lady went back and put them on these plates before he could even see them. They probably thought he looked like a nice guy and wouldn't cause a stir over it. Which he didn't. He felt bad since she had already put the tags on them. I say she's a sneaky little devil.
Luckily these are for Chad's truck and not my car. So Chad can be the one to look like a perv. Poor guy.
But when I do have to drive his truck, I'm sure I'll cause a lot of disappointment when I hop out of it with my mom jeans on and not my fishnets.