Rock On

I know a lot of my recent posts have included pictures, which I’m sure can be annoying if not necessarily warranted.

For today’s entry, however, Phone-Cam Documentation is a definite requirement. Otherwise, you wouldn’t believe what I’m about to tell you.

We went to Harbor Freight Tools today for a few things. While scanning the aisles, I noticed what appeared to be a stuffed dog wearing a leather outfit, standing in the kiddie seat of a cart. No big deal, I thought. There’s a lot of people in this world who would buy such crap.

After approaching the checkout lines, and upon further review, it occurred to me that the stuffed dog was a real dog. No lie. A farking chihuahua decked out in a full leather biker outfit.

Proof if you still think I’m crazy:

I tried to get the dog to look at me but he was camera shy. Here’s another shot:

The dog was a curiosity for all who passed; the owner was nowhere to be found. Take note of the helmet with the “Chico” nameplate as well as complementing name badge. You know, in case he goes on a Snausage bender while chasing bitches in Sturgis and the owner needs to claim him at the local pound.

While leaving, we noticed an old Harley Davidson in the lot with a tin-punched mudflap proudly displaying the name “Chico Chihuahua.”

Rob Halford would be proud. Rock on, motherf***er!