Seth got one of these bad boys—a Spuds McKenzie cozy—on his 8th grade trip to Washington, D.C. You will recall that it was the greatest year of his life.
[Hey, wanna hear read a song my dad made up about Spuds McKenzie back in the early nineties? Yeah you do. It goes: “Well, his name is Spuds McKenzie and he’s a stupid party animal. He got into a fight with a cold Bud Light and then he went to see the Ma- the Ma- the Ma- the Manimal.” (That last part is purposely stammered) -Caitlin]
