Earlier this week I heaped scorn on traditional Jeep safaris (see here). Apparently, these two mokes felt the same way. But instead of going on a frog safari they came up with the brilliantly stupid idea of prancing around on the Savannah in a zebra suit. Click here to watch the hilarious, then, umm, exciting result (“Don’t worry, that was perfectly safe.”). Not sure whether this safari approach is ever going to take off…
“Damn, this zebra is particularly tasty. Lean, tender, and with just a hint of Old Spice…”
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