I've had this old blonde wig in the back of my car since Halloween. I found it at work on some scare-crow in the trash. I wanted to keep it so I could dress like kid rock, but it was a womens wig, not a trailer trash hair style wig. Joel put it on and started talking like he was from Sweden. He kept saying
I have come to try american hamburger
it was funny. Me Art and Cooper drove around listening to primus... welcome to 1999 all over again...thats all.