That's right - some entrepreneurial young mind (?) has combined the sweaty exercise of cycling with the erotic sweatiness of pole-dancing.
It's called a PoleRider, and I like it.
Did I day "like"? I meant LOVE! I love Love LOVE this idea! It's sort of a sex-heavy, neon rickshaw, and I can't quite believe I haven't seen more of these turning heads in and around Coconut Grove, South Beach, Key West, Orlando (Whitney! Get off that thing!), etc.
Just. F***ing. Brilliant.
If you want me to make this thing profitable for you, let me know.
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