Back in April 2005, I took a picture of a moose head hitch outside Woodland Hills Mall (post here):

On that day, I met up with my friend Jason whom I've literally known since birth. No, I do mean birth as he visited me when I was still in the hospital. He was a mere 6 months old. Anyway, I showed Jason the picture of the moose hitch and he said "well, that's not as bad as some I've seen [Jason lives in Ft. Smith, Arkansas]. I've seen some that have balls hanging from the hitch."
NO WAY!!!
Yes, indeed:
I didn't even have to search far to find this. It was dangling from a vehicle parked outside my office. Thus, presumably I could work near this ballsy individual. Although I didn't notice it when I took the pictures, a wider view reveals another interesting bit:
Upon mega zoom, the pink-highlighted decal is a cowboy and horse? praying at the foot of the cross. Having either the balls OR the cross decal, fine. Having both balls and the cross, not so much. But I can't really pinpoint exactly why having both makes me so uneasy.
And one more thing...
They're not even anatomically correct. Last time I took a sex ed class (which has actually never) I learned that they weren't usually even.
2 comments:
Hahaha. Creepy balls. I don't think I'd ever date someone with balls on their truck.
But, to be clear, you would date someone with balls on their undercarriage, right? :)
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