November 22nd, 1996
So it's late -- or, rather, it's eight-thirty, which we've begun to consider late -- and Joanne and I are out doing our demographically responsible duty and going to see a movie. On the way, we pass a man driving a car with a customized license plate.
"I FX DKS" it says.
And, of course, we figure he's a waterfowl veterinarian.
This excerpt is adapted from the Web site An Entirely Other Site, the Web musings of Greg Knauss. Visit it at http://www.eod.com.