Zack and I saw a license plate that read “EUNIQ” on the highway yesterday.
We looked at each other and both said, “Eunuch? Really?”
Upon our second look, we decided that perhaps the person was aiming for “unique” but missed the mark a bit. That, or they’re just equal parts proud and brave. One or the other.
(I bet, though, that even Unique Eunuchs know what labels are.)