How did he get the front seat?

So, here goes... for those of you who know me, you know I am currently living in the south. When I say south, I am referring to the real south. The place where directions from locals actually contain things like "follow the dirt road to the end" and "make a right at the white sign that you can't read the words". I am from up north where roads are marked with numbers and the way to get anywhere is by following a highway. Unless you are going camping your destination will never be at the end of any dirt road. So, back to me being in the south.

I was driving more "south" than I already am (if that is possible) down a slightly paved road, when I noticed a very stylish pick-up truck behind me. I am pretty sure it did not have a bumper or working windows and possibly no floor from rust. The man driving it was wearing no shirt and was riding my tail like it may have been his second job. I started to get a little nervous (young girl out of state, alone) thinking maybe I was going to be his next victim. Anyways, I kept speeding up and he kept getting closer (don't freak out mom I am writing this so I am safe). I realized then that he was just trying to pass, phew, thank God! As I see him barrel by me, I notice that there in the front passengers seat is a pot-belly pig, hanging his head out the window wearing a confederate flag bandanna collar around his neck, hilarious! Ok, it gets better, (seriously not sure how it could get any better) but it does. So this very stylish truck blazes by me and I realize in the bed of the truck there is a little boy peeking his head up. The pet pig actually got a better seat than the little boy did!! I think this kid was about eight years old. Now as comical as this was I was also nervous for the little guy. The man driving the truck was NOT going slow! I am curious though, at what point does an adult decide that putting your pet pig in the front passenger seat is the ok? and leaving your kid in the back is the best option?

Maybe the pet pig called "shot-gun" for the front seat... and you can't go back on a pig that calls "shot-gun", we all know the rules.