Hepticycle

Last night I was confronted by something extremely troubling.

Something that even as I witnessed it my mind tried desperately to dismiss. Like the fannypack, it simply should not exist, yet there it was.

A seven-person bike.

Seven. I had to count them a couple times.

Check it out here. (link)

It’s exactly the same bike. And coincidentally it was helmed by exactly the same pretentiously hip seven people with exactly the same “Wheeeee- follow us to the grocery co-op!” look on their faces.

I got home and what was Heidi’s response?

“You know the only thing better than seeing a seven-person bike? Seeing it hit by a car. That would be hilarious- seven people flying all over the place.”

I am married to the most perfect piece of perfect perfection.

  1. Mango Says:

    But it has Porsche engineered steering!

    I’m sure Porsche wishes that they would stop advertising that….

  2. The RGB Says:

    Imagine the person who hits seven people on one bike with their car. “I didn’t see those seven people, they just jumped out in front of me.” Imagine living with that for the rest of your life. Not that many people die in most bus wrecks.

  3. prattler Says:

    looks like a party on wheels to me. what they didn’t show was the 30 pack at there feet. I wonder who would get the dwi there?

  4. Lynnette Says:

    I just got back from NYC, and these were all over in the Times Square area. Looks goofy as hell, and everyone is spinning their pedals, and they sure don’t go very fast, which is probably a good thing.

  5. Shamus Says:

    It looks like some crazy Human Resources diversity exercise. Gone wrong.