Storm on the horizon…

Weeeeeell, we’ve got the biggest party in the state of Iowa taking place this weekend. I’m only going for the beer and the food (which food?–you never can tell in IC: perhaps AJ’s or Wig & Pen…it’s called planting the seeds; I’m not going anywhere south of Burlington, so Ranchero is not an option…unless they deliver; there also needs to be a run for a Code Red from my homeboy Terrell at the Border; big-ass-tuggeyleg?). The propaganda will be everywhere…it would make Punkin barf.

Hello? Punkin? Are you there? Punkin…calling Punkin…

Vincent: Did you fall in love? Tell me that…you know, I’ll buy that. GIMME ALL YOU GOT! GIMME ALL YOU GOT!”

Kip (in the background): “Let’s violate his ass right now.”

One thought on “Storm on the horizon…

  1. 1. Iowa versus Iowa State. Macho Man says, “Oooooooooohhhhh Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeahhhhh!” The Cyclones have no chance at Kinnick. And it WILL BE a bigass party.
    2. Wig and Pen makes deep dish pizza from HELL. Awesome. I usually reserve a drive thru run at Taco Bell Code Red for after pickup soccer.
    3. She’s got a….. GREAT ASS! AND YOU GOT YOUR HEAD… ALL THE WAY UP IT!”

    Pumpkin is awfully quiet. It can’t be good.

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