"Maybe she should run for mayor and take his job."

There was another plate with IMGRTFL on it. "Maybe 'I'm grateful' should be her mantra if she manages to keep her job in the long run."

Mulenga was scanning license plates with an eagle eye. If this was going to be a battle of license plate slogans, he wanted to win. "There you go," he squealed. "Whoever wins will have to be HVNSENT. That's what we need around here."

Not to be outdone I spotted a plate that read ILUVMTH. "Whoever wins needs to be able to count. He'll have to be able to count votes and where they come from. And please, can somebody get a handle on the money?"

Both of us were scanning for license plates at that point. We both wanted to find the one that would shut the other one up. It didn't help my driving. I almost hit a man who wandered into the street and seemed to be talking to the air. Then we both spotted the one plate that seemed to sum up the mood of the city. We looked at each other with big, round eyes, and pointed at the same moment. There was the plate that said it all.

DAGNABT

It was indeed an Elmer Fudd moment.

Larry Gabriel is a writer, musician and  former editor of Metro Times. Send comments to letters@metrotimes.com.

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