If (when?) I ever decide to check out of "normal" society I'll be sure to do it like this guy.
For years my running joke was that when I snapped I would do what I called "The Swedish Chef". Basically I would end up driving around in circles in the middle of a major intersection while wearing a chef's hat. I would smack the side of my car with a spatula while yelling "Berk. Berk, Berk!" like the Swedish Chef from The Muppet Show. Once the police arrived I continue driving but start throwing Vienna Sausages at them.
I'll be sure that all my friends have something to talk about..."Yeah, I knew that crazy Swedish Chef guy. He was an asshole."
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