Years ago, I was asked the title of this post by an industry journalist.
I replied with, “it would say I was a prick”.
Given a bunch of people in the industry – not to mention my mates – have personalised number plates, it didn’t go down very well, however compared to this, they’re all saints.
Yep, that’s a real number plate.
Better yet, it’s not even a personalised one. [Someone checked]
That is the number plate the DVLC gave the car.
Now I appreciate that maybe you wouldn’t immediately see the perv potential of PU51BAD … but when it’s written out as PU51 BAD, you’d have to be Stevie Wonder to not see it.
And yet the owner of this Volvo – not sure if it’s a male, but a male was driving it – is happily driving around the UK with it.
Why? Surely they know what they’re doing?
Hell, it seems they even made sure the number plate clearly conveys its questionable words.
Surely they realise the only people who wouldn’t find this cringe worthy are 16 year old boys.
Or maybe I’ve got it wrong.
Given the image of the typical Volvo driver – especially the old Volvo driver – maybe this has given them the bit of an edge they’ve been craving for years.
No longer are they the responsible, safe, family man/woman driver … now they’re sexpests of the most public order.
And to think, Volvo spent untold billions to shed their ‘safe and boring’ persona when all they needed to do was get a perv numberplate.