Reminds me of when I was working at a Jack-in-the-box in the 1970’s, back when the speaker box was the head of Jack. Around 2 am (we were 24 hours on weekends) I hear a bunch of banging over the speaker. I stick my head out the window to look and see some drunk with a baseball bat going to town on Jack. Completely destroyed the head. I always remember part of Jack’s head bouncing down the drive-thru lane.