I saw that phrase on a license plate. It took me a moment to figure it out, (fake - baker) to anyone who couldn't. I sat behind this obnoxious SUV wondering why it would occur to someone to actually put that phrase on the back of your vehicle, advertising the fact that not only are you ruining the envronment with your gas guzzler, but that your tan... is fake. (and probably not the only thing on you that is). It made a little more sense as I pulled forward and saw all the spikey blond hair in some funky updo too fashionable for this woman's age. But who am I to judge? I'm sure she was a very nice woman. I still just don't get why out of all the possible letter/number combinations, that you would want the world to know your tan is fake! Oh well...
I am off today, and am going to be spending ALL of it Christmas shopping! I should have some interesting story to share about my day when I get home. Lata!
