I prepare her with the wardrobe for the Miss Wisconsin Pageant.

This way, the (molten) glass is always spinning on a new axis and becomes spherical.

She talked me into taking my car down there and sure enough I could hear a log scraping the car underneath. We were riding together a couple of days later and I heard a terrible rumble in the bottom of my car. I told her it was her turn to walk and get help. It wasn't too funny at the time, but now it is.

The original patent didn't have dimensions and contained just enough information to obtain a patent and make competitors sweat.

Once you see the Pageant, you're speechless,

The thing about Wisconsin, you've got to beat them,