tales of an ordinary girl

I took a new route into work today because I left later than normal and I knew traffic would be a nightmare on either one of the two roads I usually take South to work. Most of the way in I was behind a mini-van with customized plates. It reminded me a bit of encephalaphone's doofus plates post.

What did the plates say, you might ask. They so brazenly declared to the world "DIETCOK".

I'll let you make the associations.