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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The Future

Back to School! I had a great summer as you all may be able to figure out by all my social media activity.  Fun is fun, but school is also quite fun as well.  Not knowing everything is great.  Today’s society is full of must have answers and the element of the unknown isn’t really part of 21st century America.
That being said, “wisconsinbeerun” is running for Governor in 2012.  This isn’t Jeff McCabe the photographer who really likes beer running for Governor.  This is a media ploy by “wisconsinbeerun” to get their hands on some of the fat out of state cash floating around Wisconsin right now.
Larry the Cable guy did the same thing back in the mid 90s.  See politics’ is a joke in America.  You pay off both parties then do whatever you want and scare people with bullshit so they are really confused and scared.
No Taxes? Jesus paid Taxes.
Anyways I’m pretty sure no one has any doubt about what I support or how scandalous my life is.  That’s fine.  Jeff McCabe is a real person.  “wisconsinbeerun” is the collective unconscious.
I haven’t decided if the bullshit political party will be the “Wisconsin Socialist Workers Party” or the “Fascist Party of Wisconsin.”  You can gather just how serious I take myself and how awesome this campaign will be.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Interview: Mike Zamzow

Interview: Corey Young

damn mudducks





















Spend some time in enemy territory recently.  Even though my birthday is in BRIGHT RED font the locals had a hard time finding it.  My joke about it saying “SUPER BOWL CHAMPS” across the top when it really says WISCONSIN had to be repeated a few times since the help didn’t get it at first or they can’t fathom winning the SUPER BOWL.  Have fun losing to the Yankees in the first round of the playoffs you MUDDUCKS.

NEW GIRL IN TOWN

I think we all know what we want to do with The Farmers Daughter. Refreshing and spicy, she’s something you like having around. Tonight she arrived. This town where that evil seven foot tall lumberjack with glowing red eyes, black velvet cape, and golden axe haunts. Paul isn’t around anymore to keep us safe like the old days. Off to the third floor of 236 West River Street to hide out for a while, maybe a day or two. I hear there is some new talent in this God Forsaken Town.