To the person who stole my license plates:
Obviously you don't know me, I am just the owner of the random car you picked to take the license plates from. I don't know your intentions with them, I probably don't want to. Hopefully you don't use them for a bank robbery or anything like that. Maybe you're just too broke to register your own car... or, Maybe you just liked the letters PFH, I know I do. I was reminded of that
Farmers insurance commercial when the guy finds his car has been stolen, all those weird things start occuring. There weren't any cats barking like dogs (even though there were a plethra of cats), but there was that strange feeling.
Still, I just wanted you to know that it was a great inconvenience for me because I'm sure you weren't thinking of that when you took them. Obviously I couldn't drive my car this morning. Without license plates, I would've been pulled over, so I walked to work. Not that I'm complaining, I should walk to work more often. It isn't very far from my house and I could use the excercise. However, walking in 17 degrees F when it feels like 6 degrees, not cool, er warm as it were.
So, next time you need to steal my license plates... at least consider the weather... Or leave me $10 for the replacement plates.
Sincerely,
Zach
PS. I didn't appreciate the message in the frost on the hood either. I don't know who you were refering to with DX is or why he sucks, but the hood of my car is not the place to leave that message.