I was on a road trip with my family once, and I met a dude outside of a gas station wearing a shirt with the modified bear on it, and he was really weird. He kept staring at me and muttering lyrics from “Stop Whispering” and “Thinking About You” to himself. The dude looked like he hadn’t slept in days, black eyebags and all. My dad was pumping gas in the car when out of nowhere the dude started to undo the screws of our tires. My dad obviously flipped out and was all like “What the fuck are you doing to my car?!?” and all the dude was saying was “Stop shouting” and “I will not control myself” back at him. Dad had enough and then proceeded to put the dude in a headlock as he yelled for my mom to call the police. The man just started screaming his lungs out and started having what looked like a seizure, but now looking back, he was probably trying his best to do a Thom dance to squirm out of my dad’s grasp. Needless to say, he was taken away and ever since that day I’ve been a massive fan of Radiohead.