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Evel Knievel Rises From Grave to File Cease and Desist Against Kid Rock’s Outfit

“I didn’t die for this,” legendary daredevil reportedly says after viewing photo

by Tom Foolery

WASHINGTON — In a shocking turn of events befitting only the post-post-modern era of American politics, famed stuntman Evel Knievel has reportedly returned from the dead — not to perform one last motorcycle jump, but to legally object to Kid Rock’s outfit during his recent Oval Office visit with Donald Trump.

According to sources close to the underworld legal circuit, Knievel emerged from his tomb, took one look at the rhinestone-laden, eagle-bedazzled atrocity Kid Rock wore, and uttered a single phrase: “Oh hell no.

A Patriotic Outfit So Loud It Woke the Dead

The outfit in question — a stars-and-stripes explosion of sequins, fringe, and unrepentant swagger — was donned by Kid Rock during a visit with Trump for “Liberation Day,” a new holiday invented during the meeting and not recognized by any known government.

Observers online compared the look to Evel Knievel, a Vegas lounge act during a blackout, and “what happens when a firecracker eats a NASCAR.”

Trump, for his part, was impressed.

“He’s got style,” Trump said. “Takes guts to wear that. Or maybe acid. Either way, he looked like America. If America was a Guy Fieri drag show.”

Legal Action from Beyond the Grave

Knievel, who passed away in 2007 and has otherwise remained quiet in the afterlife, filed his spectral cease and desist through a paranormal law firm specializing in legacy branding, estate protections, and ghostly image rights.

In the filing, Knievel’s ghost described Kid Rock’s outfit as a “flagrant misuse of patriotic iconography, motorcycle chic, and my personal flair for danger.”

The document goes on to claim that Rock’s ensemble “poses a reputational hazard to all spirits currently wearing leather in the great beyond.”

Kid Rock Responds with a Guitar Solo and a Shrug

Reached for comment outside the Waffle House where he currently rents studio space, Kid Rock said: “Look, Evel was a legend. But I’m not copying him. I’m channeling him. If Evel and Uncle Sam had a baby, and that baby was raised on moonshine and NASCAR, that’s me. Respect.”

He then challenged Knievel’s ghost to a “freedom jump” over the reflecting pool on a golf cart.

Other Ghosts Join the Case

As the news spread across spectral planes, other famous deceased icons began voicing concerns:

  • Liberace’s spirit demanded a formal apology for the rhinestone usage
  • Elvis called the look “overcooked” and “missing soul”
  • George Washington’s ghost, reportedly in a powdered wig and fuming, asked, “What in the everloving hell happened to dignity?”

Trump Calls the Outfit “Very Legal, Very Cool”

When informed of the ghostly lawsuit, Trump brushed it off.

“Evel was a patriot. But even he would say that Kid Rock is a national treasure. A sparkly, glorious, slightly unhinged treasure. Besides, everyone loves a little razzle-dazzle. The Oval Office needed more sequins anyway.”

When asked whether the outfit violated Oval Office dress code, Trump responded, “There’s a dress code?”

Meanwhile, in the Afterlife

Knievel’s ghost is reportedly considering further legal action if Kid Rock attempts to wear the outfit again during future public appearances, including NASCAR events, state fairs, or GOP fundraisers titled “Rhinestones for Freedom.”

In the meantime, he’s taken up ghost-motorcycling over the Potomac in protest.

One anonymous Capitol staffer described the vibe best: “This is where we are now. Ghost lawsuits. Sequined diplomacy. And Kid Rock’s belly button in the Roosevelt Room.”

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