A Night In Milwaukee

Posted: March 18, 2012 in Uncategorized

Well, after the day started off by teaching small children to fight, and then older kids to build robots….

 

 

And then:

 

 

Von, there may have been some Spotted Cows involved; i believe one was for you, one for your Da, and one for your Mom.  OK, two might have been for you. 

 

And then we come home and this is on Palladia:

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Comments
  1. herr doktor bimler says:

    teaching small children to fight, and then older kids to build robots….

    The moral here, children, is that when you are older you can build an INVINCIBLE ROBOT ARMY to fight on your behalf. Then, world domination! Bwaa-haa-haaaa!!

  2. Werewolves? Eventually they’ll eat your cat and impregnate your dog. Vampires? Overdressed preening pale mothersuckers. BUT ZOMBIES WANT TO HELP.

    Befriend a zombie. We don’t WANT to have to send the murderous robot children after you.

  3. That first video up there is like Lawrence Welk crossed with the Violent Femmes.

  4. I liked that one. Seemed dirty.

  5. Surely not. Milwaukee is WHOLESOME.

  6. herr doktor bimler says:

    One night in Milwaukee is like a year in any other place.

  7. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:

    Think about one night in zrm’s attic, hdb.

    Or TWO!
    ~

  8. Von says:

    AAAAND
    I commented on the wrong post.
    But you know, it’s good for both I think.
    I would have raised a glass to both VonParentals, but the weekend was not up for that.
    Every thing I said on the other post, I say here.
    And I’m coming up to visit you very very very soon.

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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