Nothing quite screams 80's pop culture than Spuds McKenzie. And sadly, Spuds doesn't scream much anymore. My roommate had him stuffed to preserve the memories. Like that one time, at Daytona beach....you know what I'm talking about.
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This isn't the real Spuds. The real Spuds lives with that "Where's the Beef?" lady who, by the way, is 143 years old right now, but still rocks the canasta like a 91-year-old.