Here's a little ditty that comes from my home state of WI. Now, most people know us for our cheese (ask me about fresh cheese curds sometime, YUM!!) or the cows. What they don't know is that we actually only hold the record for being #1 in Binge drinking. Now there's something to be proud of!!! However, back in my day, we didn't have keggers like this.
Since I work with Youth all the time, I can truly appreciate the sentiment that went into this article. I mean, really, that must have been a huge bummer for the police. Here they are, thinking they're going to bust a bunch of kids and instead got it thrown in their faces! It just proves what our society believes in how our youth act. I love that some of them proved the authorities wrong! 
Now I'm not saying that there isn't rampant teenage drinking going on. That's where all the fun is! It brings back some fond memories of my late teen years (I was a late bloomer) of hanging out back in a coulee with a bonfire and music blaring out of somebody's supped-up second-hand car. Let me tell you, cold weather isn't the only reason Wisconsin teens keep a blanket in their trunks! Gives a whole new meaning to the term "tail-gating". Post your thoughts or share a story from your drinking days.
Cheers!
-As American as Apple Pie
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I am so proud of those teens! That's the way to show 'em!
Oooh, drinking story.
I guess I was a late bloomer, too. When my brother graduated highschool, he and some friends had a party and the local'community' center. I sat by the fridge, which was filled with beer. I had NEVER had a beer before (I was 17). Well, I started drinking. REALLY liked it, and don't really remember a whole lot. However, the next day my friends were laughing at me and calling me the "kissing queen". Seems every boy I had ever liked in school that was there got a free taste and feel of my (at the time) virgin tongue. And then the valadictorian of my brother's class took me home that night. Well, I guess my mom thought we were an item so she would let me go out with him, but I just used him as a front.
Next time I drank? That year at Christmas. I was in the DECA club. Didn't know (swear on my life) that the punch they had wasn't just punch! I don't rememeber that night either but was told they drug me through the snow to try and get me sober and I fell and my face on a dresser. I had a black eye the next day. The good news is, it's the last time my mother ever attempted to beat me. She raised her hand to me when I got home and my sister said I looked her dead in the eye and said "Don't you ever fucking touch me again" and walked right by her. My sister said it scared the crap out of my mom.
May favorite part is that it took the cops almost 90 breathalyzer test to realize there was no booze... you would think that they might get a clue after the 15th or at least the 30th but nooooo they had to waste tax payer money to do 90 breathalyzer tests on kids who were drinking root beer... Yeesh.
The "kissing queen" huh ???
Hmmmmmmm....
Cool, next time I go to Wisconsin I will binge!
BTW, what is the difference between a 'binge' and a 'bender'?
one time me and a friend were dead drunk in dublin... we got some cans from the off-license and went exploring along the coast in malahide... we ended up in this industrial facility... there were huge concrete cylinders all about with sort of hallways winding around. i pulled myself up to get a peek over the edge of one of them... the surface looked like loose gravel... my buddy followed my led and pulled himself up and over the edge into a holding tank of raw sewage... between laughing to kill myself we finally made our way out of the facility and he tried to clean himself off in dublin bay as best he could... he flung most of his clothes into the tide and came out shivering and blue... i think i gave him my jacket and we made our way back to my house... he slept on the couch and the next morning i went downstairs and woke him up... "Fuck man, tell me that didn't really happen last night he said"... and at the same time rubbed his finger through his ear lobe producing a big glob of shit... "I'm fuckin going home" he said and swore me to secrecy... to see the short story i wrote about this incident to betray his secret please see my post:
http://waxinggrasshopper.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-fragment.html
cheers...
the hopper
that didn't come out right... it's... http://waxinggrasshopper.blogspot.com/
2006/11/first-fragment.html
Shame on you! Now all that I can think of is Cheese Curds at the State Fair and Leinenkugel's Honey Weiss!
TMC--a bender is a once in a while kind of thing. A binge is a chronic problem.
Bina--you go girl!!! Loved your stories!
Doc--I know! 90? Duh!
Hopper--I'll check it out when I have more time.
Dana--I know! I'm sooo homesick right now. At least you're closer than I am.
Hehehe.
Now I'm kinda excited to live NEAR Wisconsin. That fact has redeemed the whole state in my eyes.
Becky--Glad to hear I could help your perceptions.
incidentally... i had a real interesting interaction with the cops last night... as with the kids i'd done nothing wrong so it's sort of a comedy scene to me now... it's always nice to interact with them when you're totally in the right... ha...
Hi...
Thanks for dropping by my blog...
I think my funniest drinking moment was when I was about 15. I decided to party with some exchange students from Canada. They taught me a game with red wine and vodka called 'bottems up or the rest on your head"....
What a night!....nothing like waking up at 4am in a horse paddock... 50 KM out of town with the headache of all headaches....hrmmmmm on thinking back I am not even sure how I got there LMAO....
I would have been by earlier, but I've been celebrating National Autism Day by sitting on the floor spinning plates all afternoon.
Great vacation pics.
You've made me homesick (I'm from Madison).
I have a vicarious drinking story...a guy I worked with here in CA had a great time teasing me b/c he scored tickets to the Rose Bowl game when WI was playing...he kept saying the Cheeseheads were going down. He called in sick the next day, & came in the day after that looking half-dead. Apparently he'd wandered onto one of the WI fan buses at the tail-gate party & he was carried off it about 7 hrs later, swearing he was going to move to WI as soon as he was discharged from the hospital.
Hopper--Kudos on being in the right. Doncha love that!
Silence--Welcome to our blog!
Dirkstar--Too funny! But not really. A horrible disease that needs more research.
Jo--Welcome! Sorry to make you homesick. We'll have to compare experiences some time. Great story! We Wisconsinites know how to party. Funny that your friend couldn't handle it.
BTW - In the south we call cheese curds "crumbled up cheese".
Doc--not even close to the same thing.
I have eaten both... yes it's the same.
We'll fight later.
I'm no expert but crumbled up cheese is cheese and cheese curds are not yet cheese?
If it's "not yet cheese" (not to be confused with nacho cheese)it sure as heck tasted a lot like "already cheese" that is unless what she gave me was "already cheese" and not curdded cheese?
Ok, REAL cheese curds are fresh from the creamery. They are cheese but just at the very beginning of it. They DO taste different than regular cheese. Regular cheese sits and ages for whatever amount of time that type dictates. What you had had been sitting at Trader Joes for however long and was not FRESH, although, I will take it b/c it is as close as I will get for a while.
When I visit back home this summer I will bring back REAL cheese curds and you will know the difference!
But by the time you get them all the way the heck back from Wisconsin won't they be aged and not fresh too ??
Just the word curds, is enough for me to stay away from it!
Amen MickyT!
Which part of WI are you from? That is my home state and I am still here? You can email me.
Doc--no, I drive fast.
MickyT--you don't know what you're missing.
Sassy--coming to your inbox soon.
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