In 2002 I participated in a radio contest called the "Reality Ride".  The contest was 12 individuals living in cars in the Arizona Mills Mall for a week and competed in Reality TV show based games.  The entire thing was aired and listeners got to go to the web site and vote for their favorites.  The least votes would result in someone being "kicked of the island" and the remaining player won one of the 3 vehicles.  Needless to say, I came in 2nd.

During this stint in the car, my car mates and I wrote a song called ghetto sleeves (because we got bored one night and sharpied our arms to produce "ghetto sleeves" and called ourselves The VSC (Voodoo Shit Cramps).

Some time after the contest was over, I came across the lyrics that we had written and just goofed around on the computer with them.  Wendi's kids sang the chorus when they were just wee tykes of 5, 7 & 9.  All the references are  about "incidents" and/or events that took place during the contest. At night we had interns "watching us" and we would do all kinds of antics throughout the food court, it was a riot.

Nathan Goulette