Melons = Boobs

I speak enough slang to know MELONS are boobs. 

I wish I had seen the driver to know if they were real.

I also wish I could tell you they weren't moobs. Because there's a chance.

LOVE

This driver is in quite a mood. 

Love. 

It's kind of cute that in Texas at least four other drivers feel the same. 

Unless they're professing their love for the Toyota Camry. 

That's weird. 

Learning About Sports On The Highway

I thought this was a strange last name when I spotted it on a license plate.

Then, I hit up Google (not while I as driving because that would be dangerous and probably illegal) and learned it was the name of a Spanish football team. Which is soccer, right? Nevermind. I did more Googling and found this. It's definitely soccer.

Google is pretty smart, so I'm disappointed they wouldn't call it soccer when I Google in America.

Here's their logo:

Kind of lame. They should consider switching over to the license plate.

But they're champions.

They probably shouldn't listen to me.

PS - I LOVE THEIR SOCKS!

Payment, Please

What's worse than a telemarketer calling for money? How about this guy?
A bill collector on wheels.

I've seen this one at least twice.

You bill for me? I hope it's when I actually owe someone money and not part I'd some scam where your robot calls and says I owe money, then I call and you're trying to sell me something. Whoever's behind that racket is a jerk.

Army of Four

I don't think you could fit an army of five in this small SUV. Where would all their gear go?

Cats Can Drive!

That was my first thought when I saw this license plate. Then I realized there's no way cats can reach the pedals!

I didn't get a good look at the driver, so I can only assume it's a crazy cat lady on her way to buy more vittles for her 25 furkids.