Good on them. I don't like to think of myself as easily offended or a prude, but when they're on our roads, used to represent our country, it's a bit of a different story.
Say what you like in your own home, make jokes about whatever tickles your fancy, but the last thing I want to be is pulled up at the lights next to one of these campers with my 6-year-old reading one of the slogans.
Long car trips when you're encouraging the kids to read road signs are a whole different story when they're patiently and eagerly sounding out the smutty slogans on the back of the van in front.
And even worse when an inquisitive mind doesn't really understand.
There is a line, and I believe it's one that Wicked Campers has crossed.
Now it's time we make sure that line doesn't get smudged, because once it does there'll be no going back.
Let's keep a wee bit of decency - at least when out in the open for everyone to see.