From the submitter:
"My hippie parents have been "repurposing" my whole life. This particular creation is a favorite. It doesn't tip over! The sad thing is, that my dad has TWO of them!"
Speak softly and carry a freaking huge Gatling gun attached to a wheel barrow.
He's got a barrow on his head, but don't call him a barrowhead.
Is it technically a unicycle?
From what I can tell, they're neck-and-neck!
I would make puns about this pool being hot and all, but they probably wouldn't go over too well. It'd be wheel embarrowsing.
I think this is exactly what a construction site needs; gas-powered, all terrain wheelbarrows speeding in between precarious scaffolding. What could go wrong?
"Yarrrrrr gon' gimme all yer traysure else I'ma shoot yew wit nat der blunderbuss!"
proxymat, you just might be a genius!