Driving home from an appointment with Dr Ken a few months back, my eyes were drawn to a most peculiar sight. I had only ever heard about the existence of this item as a result of a particularly slow news cycle one day several decades ago. If my recollection is accurate, not only were these accoutrements banned in certain states, they most certainly haven’t gotten the slightest bit cooler looking since their heyday as a trendy vehicular accessory back in the nineties.
Yet there they were in all their glory, dangling off of the silver tow hook on the back of the white Ford pickup. The driver was a thirty to forty-ish balding white guy who looked to my suddenly judgmental eyes to have a piss-poor attitude. Perhaps it was the fact that he was driving a Ford — a logical assumption considering my history as a Chevy man — I could just tell that this jabroni was a tool with a capital T. I could see some dude having the stones to hang the pair that he had hanging on a VW Bug or a Mazda Miata but not an F-150. C’mon man, you gotta sack up and try harder.
Considering the color of the tickle test in question was a deep shade of blue, I would opine that the source of his perceived bad attitude was years and years of frustration.
And before you ask what the heck a tickle test is just try saying those two words about five times in a row and seeing what that sounds like.
Sorry.
The Adventures of ALS Boy 
They are called “Truck Nutz” and are a favorite of the intellectually challenged. I do enjoy a variation where the tow hitch is transformed into an iron Spinaker (propeller for the non-sailing crowd).
I think they’re a clever conspiracy to get stupid people to self-identify to the rest of us. Same with Ed Hardy shirts, “pissing Calvin” decals and Nickelback concerts.
BTW, loving the frequency of these blogs. Keep it up!
Nail on the head, Bryan!! LMAO at this entire post & thread!