Monday, December 10

Alabama, Tagged

You know you're in rural Alabama when you and your complementary spouse pull into a gas station to buy something to drink, as Britt and I did yesterday afternoon on our way from my parents' house in Huntsville to the airport in Birmingham, and encounter a rotating rack of license plates like these for sale:

Alabama gas station license plates

My favorites were the matching his-and-hers John Deere plates:

Matching his-and-hers John Deere license plates

Thinking back, I wish I bought the John Deere license plates. They would come in handy if my parents ever sell their cars and buy tractors.

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