I got stuck behind a Wedgie Picker while running in City Park (home of Johnny Kaw) yesterday.
Classic calls ensued for this conversation.
First, we talked about using tongs to de-wedgie.
Then, we worried about Wedgie Watchers leering from afar.
Finally, a caller solved all of our problems with the “sympathy wedgie.”
We also had a food fight.
“You’re off the force Sipowicz! Now, where’d you hide that Mark-Paul Gosselaar?”