This car tag discussion has me thinking

“If an expired license plate means another decoration for your living room wall … you might be a redneck.” —Jeff Foxworthy “I’m going to the courthouse to get new tags for the car,” I remember my grandfather saying as he tapped his pipe on the ashtray to empty the remains of Prince Albert tobacco. “You want to go with me.” That was a no-brainer. It meant he would let me drive as soon as we got…