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Hotcha! Hank
Labels: Aerial Lumpen, Hot Poop Filler, MUCKO
posted by Hank Mohaski at 12:52 AM
23 June 2008
About Me
- Name: Hank Mohaski
- Location: Madison, Wisconsin, United States
Master orator, A-1 flirt, table tennis champion, world class lover, known slacker, sinistral minstrel, funky drum machiner, actual guitar hero, hungry freak, radio disc jockey extraordinaire, Pope of Discordia, advanced sloganeer, licensed coffee drinker, authorized cat fancier, snow globe juggler, ice skating judge, bonsai superstar, published poet with an unpublished number, understander of Jazz, leader of men, follower of my mom, Oracle database user, part-time billboard liberator, full-time Grand Marquis handler, accomplished pipe smoker, dental floss tycoon, fully-certified celebrity impersonator, dues-paying snake-handler, hyphen-minister, soft-spoken carrier of big sticks, amateur sleuth, semi-professional haberdasher, professional lifestyle consultant, chronic inhaler, retired bartender, grower of beards, psychic to the stars, Mint Spy agent, Friend Of Flat Atom, action figure model, stunt double, former paperboy, previous drunk, perpetual teen, and Nobel Prize winner in Theoretical Etymology. I'm also mighty handy with very large axes, extremely small firearms, celery salt, and Derrida texts. Possibly fake references available upon request.
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3 Comments:
No high-speed waterskiing, daredevil flips, jumps and spins this summer.
Can still regurge your lunch at the TB Exploratory or watch a dog jump across Stand Rock. From personal experience...avoid the all-you-can-eat at Black Barts.
Was that space shot taken from the authentic Russian Space Station MIR core module?
One hour the lake was there, as it has been for decades, and the next hour, it's gone, as all man-made things eventually are...
I would say it's some sort of retribution for all the thousands (millions?) of bumperstickers good ol' TB slapped on so many cars while they watched a clown in a bathtub being pulled over a ramp by a speedboat...
I would say it's retribution, but Tommy's gone, and so is the Dells as I remember it from childhood...Nowadays it's a tacky casino and waterparks everywhere, ironically enough...
Those splash pools don't accidentally drain when the spring melt gets too extreme...
(I have no idea if that's from MIR...I assume there are alot of cameras mounted on alot of satellites up there, so who knows?)
Of course, that doesn't really look like a satellite, does it?
Hm
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