One more reason to never pick up hitchhikers.
(submitted by Lori)
Even that kid is like, “Yeah, so this looks like a big tall glass full of NOPE. I’m out….”
This brings back memories!! I am from Upper Michigan and my family used to go to the dump just outside of town to feed the bears. We would feed them hot dog buns through the open car window. Wow! Not the smartest idea to be sure, but lots of fun!
Yogi & Bubu
This photo pretty much sums up my childhood. One time, my mom rolled up my little sister’s head in the back window. She was frozen there, in the middle of the glass. Mom had gotten out of the car and almost made it into the bank before the three of us stopped her and she realized one had forgotten left behind.
You know the way to Jellystone Park?
It’s Joe Dirt’s family – on the way to the Grand Canyon … That’s Joe Dirt on the tail gate!!! LOVE this pic!
Come on mister! BooBoo and I need a ride back to Jellystone Park. I promise we won’t touch your pic-a-nic basket!
“Honey, step on it! We’ll leave to little crybaby behind for the bears”
“That’ll teach him for complaining about sitting on the hump”
Bear to driver – just give me the blonde haired child and no one else has to get hurt.
I almost didn’t see the cub.
That was nice of the bears to distract the rest of the car so that kid could sneak in the back.
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