License Plate Bonanza

Virginia offers a truly absurd array of special license plates.  Over 200 at last count, I believe.  The phrase "There is a point at which this needs to stop and we have clearly passed it" springs to mind.  Here are a few of my favorite examples:

• I'd totally get the Harley Owners Group motorcycle plate if I owned a Yamaha bike.
• Sometimes, you need more than just purple sparkles and glitter glue to express how much you love pretty ponies.  Hence the Horse Enthusiast plate. 
• Frankly, if you survived Pearl Harbor and have documented proof of being on Oahu on December 7, 1941, I'm not really sure I want to be driving on the same roads as you.
• Would someone care to explain to me why the Commonwealth of Virginia is issuing license plates for state universities in entirely different states?
• The National Rifle Association plate is a wonderful way to show your support for road rage.
• Oh dear.  Now that I've seen this one, I might have to get it.  Quick, what's the URL of a shock site that ends in .com?
• I'm known as a "friend of coal" most times I open my Christmas stocking, sadly.
• This plate can be found on the horse-drawn buggies the veterans drive.
• I'm somewhat depressed that Jimmy Buffet fans are enough of a force to merit their own plate.
• A car license plate promoting bicycle use.  Go figure.
• Next time you go crashing through a crowded sidewalk market in your car, make sure you've got a bowling-themed license plate.
• This plate brought to you by Philip Morris.
• Firstly, "Clean Special Fuel" doesn't make much grammatical sense.  Secondly, I want to see a car with this on it hunt down and ram a "Friend of Coal" vehicle.   For added amusement, have it be Prius on Suburban crime.
• Choose life and bad font choices.
• I go for kids first, hence the bloody handprints on my bumper.
• To get the Masonic plate, you're required to show license, registration, title, and secret handshake.
• Normally, for the profession/association-themed plates, you need to show proof of membership.  There is one apparent exception, though.  Anyone want to be a Certified Public Accountant?