I was on my way to work this morning, enjoying some music and rather light traffic when something caught my eye. A Chevy Tahoe moved into the lane next to me, and I thought nothing of it at first. I took a second look and thought, do my eyes deceive me? For they were feasting on a breathtaking rendition of a largemouth bass, basking in its airbrushed glory. Next to the fish, brushed in a red script, were the words “Fishin' Magician'.“ I'm not sure why they added the apostrophe after Magician, but I was in a state of bliss so overwhelming, it didn't really bother me at the time.
To complete the circle of trash, the license plate read “BASSPRO.” Only fitting for a man of such honor and magical prowess.
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