The whole contraption is probably the result of a couple cases of beer & a rural location... no constructive distractions in their one horse mountain town. Idle hands are the devil's workshop. I've cooked up dopier schemes while under the influence. Imagine what those guys could dream up if they had boobie stunt chick for a willing guinea pig.
The best part? No helmet... or any other safety gear for that matter.
The best part? No helmet... or any other safety gear for that matter.