My girlfriend and I have a lot in common, but we work in different worlds. One day, on my way to her office, I saw a BMW with a personalized license plate: ATRNY4U.

“A Tranny for You?” I laughed my ass off. Images of the hordes of 300-pound transgendered hookers, bulging out of their miniskirts and always loitering near my office, flashed through my mind. “Not for this kid,” I muttered to myself.

Later, when I picked my lady up from work, I chuckled as I told her about the most bizarre personalized license plate I’d ever seen: “Guess what? I saw the craziest license plate on the way here,” I told her. “A-T-R-N-Y-4-U.”

She digested the letters, then turned to me with a quizzical look. “Attorney for You?”

We both laughed when I told her what my interpretation of the license plate was. We have a lot in common, but we work a million miles away from each other.

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