On The Road Again

It's amazing what you can think about on the drive too and from work if you're stuck in traffic and on the verge of falling asleep. Case in point, yesterday as I'm driving over the Benicia bridge I get behind a guy that has a license plate that reads: VRGCARL. Now my mind begins to immediately whirr much like Jason's Microwavo-Galaxy-Future3000Tron, silent and somewhat effective, except when popping popcorn, and I come up with the following interpretations for the license plate while silently giggling to myself:

Virgin Carl
Viagra Carl (this one could be thrown out as it's VGR and not VRG but I liked it)
Very Good (in bed) Carl (this one needs the fortune cookie interpretation)
Very Round Guy Carl
Venezuala Reared Gnome Carl

After the above my tired brain gave out as I was almost home. Now I'm sure that he did not mean the above interpretations, but how could he not see that others would not come up them and not his own meaning? And what if he DID actually mean one of them? And what could his meaning possibly be? I think personal license plates should be clear and to the point, like FOXY or MINE, or they should have a bumper sticker explanation for those who spend minutes trying to decipher their cryptic messages which they insist on putting on their cars.

This is what I contemplated as I got off the freeway yesterday heading for home. Aren't you happy to have been able to glimpse the inside of my mind? Yes I'm sure you are.