... when I'm around town... here are the best from my phone. You may have seen some of these before if you read OT.
My not-so-dearly-departed FIL had a strange sense of humor.
His name was Nathan and everybody called him Nick. For his 48th birthday he figured he'd put his humor to work. Rode around like this for almost a year. Then there was a knock at the door and a burly Georgia state trooper informed him that he would have to hand over the plate. Apparently one of his bible-thumper neighbors finally figured it out.