One Response to “A Brimful of Wilford [or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Beetis]”
This is awesome.
Last weekend at Lollapalooza I was on the verge of peeing my pants, so my friend Dan pushed me through the shoulder-to-shoulder Radiohead crowd, inexplicably yelling “Coming through! Wilford Brimley! Diabetes!” the whole time.
This is awesome.
Last weekend at Lollapalooza I was on the verge of peeing my pants, so my friend Dan pushed me through the shoulder-to-shoulder Radiohead crowd, inexplicably yelling “Coming through! Wilford Brimley! Diabetes!” the whole time.