This is all about a 51 year old Wyoming dude who goes by the name of Roy Tilbott. One particular Thursday morning Roy is rollin down the road, a little tipsy, in his El Camino when he get's a woop, woop from the 5-O who just so happen to be cruisin Wyoming streets harassing the natives on that particular morning.
They make the usual BS excuse that they are doing routine traffic stops, when they're really just trying to rake up enough state revenue to meet their monthly quota. As they ask Roy to get his fat arse outta the vehicle they notice several eyeballs ooze out the right side of Roy's pant leg. When they see this they're like, "WTF?" Due to police logic and a good chance of promotional prospects they think they've just found the missing link to the Jack the Ripper killings. So they draw their guns on poor old Roy and throw him in cuffs.
By this time Roy's like trippin and shittin bricks trying to explain to dumb and dumber that the eyeballs aren't human but are actually cow which he had jacked from his job at "Johnson Meats".
They ask Roy why man, just why? And Roy says to them "I like eating bovine eyeballs, I put them in soups, I ike the texture and taste and the added bonus is they supposedly help erectile dysfunction, which I suffer with.
Roy sobs to them that Johnson Meats won't let any of the employees take anything including the shit they can't sell, such as eyeballs.He goes on to mention how they have no green initiative and throw out all those precious visual anal beads into landfill. Shoving them deep and lovingly in your arse is the only way to owm em.