I found this photo somewhere a couple of months ago and have been holding onto it for the right occasion:
Photo credit credit: I can’t remember.
You do see it, right? How would you caption this photo?
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“Are you SURE the wind resistance acts like liposuction?”
I finally saw the little foot after a few minutes of looking. Some people just have no brains. There can be no other rational explanation!
Who needs a helmet when you’ve got an airbag like that in front of you? In Liberia there would have been at least 2 more people on that thing. The babies usually were up front, not smothered in between.
Jen, I DEMAND that you remove that photo of me and Mr. D IMMEDIATELY.
“Suffering Suffocation”
“Death by Daddy”
“One way to guarantee your daughter will never date”
Yes, obviously that disturbed me a whole lot more once I figured out it wasn’t just an underdressed couple out for a ride.
I just can’t unsee that. Please send eye bleach. STAT.
I first saw the huge airbag attached to the front of the shirtless male driving the thing (uhgawd) which gave me an almost case of the ralph’s….then noticed the red arrow, thought, hmmmm female rider, while not topless, must be using some other device as her personal airbag flotation device…then saw head above her gut. Yee Gods, do people really breed then motor-vate this way? why?
Redonkulous. Also: proof you should need a license to procreate.
Have I told you the story of the time our law enforcement folks here at Rushmore gave 2 DUI’s to one motorcycle? Hubby in front working petals, wife in back maneuvering the handlebars. Both drunk. Yeesh.
It took a moment to see the poor CHILD squashed in between…..shudder. They look remarkably similar to the people of Walmart photos I’ve seen. Just sayin’.
Oh, my god!
I had a boyfriend once who had a BMW motorcycle with a big faring on the front. He was such an overcautious guy, it drove me crazy – he insisted that I wear long pants and long sleeves when riding behind him, even in the heat of summer. And he was so cautious that he could never have possibly gotten us in an accident – riding with him was really a bore!
However, it engrained some basic rules in me about safe motorcycling.
This is apalling!! The child! It’s like people who say, “he’s safer held in my arms than strapped into a car-seat.”
One can only be charitable and think that maybe there was some emergency or unexpected reason where it was better for this family to travel this way than on foot.