Lunchtime found the pair in Fruita, Colorado, where the first stegosarus bones in America were found. Big whoop.

For this reason, the whole town (a haven for mountain bikers) is done up in Dino themes. The girls stop off for a tasty burger in one of these dino-themed diners and T.O.C.E. promptly discovers that she can't find her wallet. Insert panic here.

Ever the life coach, C.apesh*t tries to calm T.O.C.E. down by teaching her to meditate in the booth fo a greasy spoon. I hope that sounds as weird to you humans as it does to me.

The real claim to fame in Fruita should be that Mike the Headless Chicken (whom I've blogged about before) was both born and beheaded here 60 years ago. T.O.C.E. was sure that she'd be able to score much Mike chotchke while in Fruita, but all they found was this statue in the center of town.

It's made of giant farm tools, natch. And speaking of giant tools....


Yeesh.

The girls spending an hour driving around Fruita (which is three blocks long) looking for headless chicken merch. They meet a spacey local girl in the coffee shop, who sends them to City Hall, where a very interestingly coiffed art teacher sends them to the Visitor's Center one town over, where a gerbil of a woman sends them back into Fruita to a sewing shop (note: based on the data they collected, all Fruitans must wear at least one piece of turquoise at all times), where the only Mike item they have to sell is a book. And we all know T.O.C.E. never learned to read.

So they leave Fruita, but not without stopping to buy peaches first.

This is about the time T.O.C.E. found her wallet. It was in C.apesh*t's purse.