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Friday, April 04, 2008

Recently, 3V3T5 mentioned that when we lived in Virginia, a man sort of chased him down and said, “I wanted that tag!” He had the 3V3T5 license plate on his Honda, so you always knew it was he following you in the rear view mirror. The man who stopped him had settled for the mere 3V3T2. Which reminds me, the other day S said that he still hasn't watched the famous Frisbee-disc film The Tao of 3V3T5. I think I should bring the movie over to his house to watch it with him sometime soon. Maybe, while there I can snake out an even more obscure explanation about riddling license plates to Real Job in MHz.

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