Usually guys like this aren't organized enough to get a vanity license plate.

It makes a great back scratcher though.

Just like in that dream her creepy classmate always has.

Once she reaches the top she has to defeat Miley Cyrus in a fist fight.

Her shirt is actually made of beef jerky.

They have an "open that door--you better not be doing what I think you are in there" relationship.

"Gretchen, NO!"