sausages: Berlin ain't got nothin on miwaulkee
so i have another amusing tale to relate. as usual this one comes from catherine, because as usual nothing worth telling ever happens to me, only those around me. so here it goes. let me know if you've heard it:
first a prologue:
we all know the giant rivalry that goes on between the miwaulkee brewers and the chicago cubs. actually the second team might be wrong, i don't remember who it was, it doesn't matter. anyway, this last baseball season, there was a game at the home stadiumm in miwaulkee. big deal. lots of miwaulkee pride. not that they have much to be proud of, laverne and shirley withstanding. first it is pertinent to mention that two of the things for which miwalkee is most famous (probably the only things--again, laverne and shirley aside) are beer and sausages. it is the latter with which this story is concerned. so, as per tradition, the home team put on a halftime show in which they choose 4 members of the crowd to dress up in various sausage costumes and have them run a race around the bases. they had an italian sausage, a polish sausage, a bratwurst, and a hot dog. don't ask me why the hotdog, seems like a bit of a cope out, but whatever. so the participants all get in their respective sausage costumes, line up and start the race. from what i'm told it was quite a sight--4 giant sausages waddling around the bases, bumping into each other, and barely sticking to a straight line. everything is running smoothly--they're approaching first base and the polish is in the lead. but then, as they pass the dugout of the opposing team, one of the players who was warming up took his bat and whacked the sausage on the top of his head. now granted it wasn't enough to do any damage, but it was definitely enough to cause the top heavy polish to lose his balance and tumble to the ground. now, in my opinion this alone would have been a bob saget worthy home video because due to the fact that the costumes came without arms the polish had no way to get up, and was stuck just rolling around like a turtle on it's back until someone came over to help him. BUT, what is just the cherry on top of the sundae, is the fact that because the polish was in the lead, and because further the other sausages had limited vision through their little peep holes they one by one tripped over the fallen polish until all 4 sausages were taken out and writhing around on the ground.
now, miwalkee citizens have a great deal of pride for their city and were outraged at what had been done to their precious sausages. there was a big controversy over whether or not the culprit would be sued for damages, whether he'd be suspended, yada, yada, yada. they also made shirts that said "DON'T WHACK OUR WIENIES!"
catherine and kate met two miwaulkee-ites and asked them about this latter outcry, and more particularly if they had bought the tee-shirts, but apparently [affect minnisota accent here] "That's just not the way to portray miwauuukeeeeee"
first a prologue:
we all know the giant rivalry that goes on between the miwaulkee brewers and the chicago cubs. actually the second team might be wrong, i don't remember who it was, it doesn't matter. anyway, this last baseball season, there was a game at the home stadiumm in miwaulkee. big deal. lots of miwaulkee pride. not that they have much to be proud of, laverne and shirley withstanding. first it is pertinent to mention that two of the things for which miwalkee is most famous (probably the only things--again, laverne and shirley aside) are beer and sausages. it is the latter with which this story is concerned. so, as per tradition, the home team put on a halftime show in which they choose 4 members of the crowd to dress up in various sausage costumes and have them run a race around the bases. they had an italian sausage, a polish sausage, a bratwurst, and a hot dog. don't ask me why the hotdog, seems like a bit of a cope out, but whatever. so the participants all get in their respective sausage costumes, line up and start the race. from what i'm told it was quite a sight--4 giant sausages waddling around the bases, bumping into each other, and barely sticking to a straight line. everything is running smoothly--they're approaching first base and the polish is in the lead. but then, as they pass the dugout of the opposing team, one of the players who was warming up took his bat and whacked the sausage on the top of his head. now granted it wasn't enough to do any damage, but it was definitely enough to cause the top heavy polish to lose his balance and tumble to the ground. now, in my opinion this alone would have been a bob saget worthy home video because due to the fact that the costumes came without arms the polish had no way to get up, and was stuck just rolling around like a turtle on it's back until someone came over to help him. BUT, what is just the cherry on top of the sundae, is the fact that because the polish was in the lead, and because further the other sausages had limited vision through their little peep holes they one by one tripped over the fallen polish until all 4 sausages were taken out and writhing around on the ground.
now, miwalkee citizens have a great deal of pride for their city and were outraged at what had been done to their precious sausages. there was a big controversy over whether or not the culprit would be sued for damages, whether he'd be suspended, yada, yada, yada. they also made shirts that said "DON'T WHACK OUR WIENIES!"
catherine and kate met two miwaulkee-ites and asked them about this latter outcry, and more particularly if they had bought the tee-shirts, but apparently [affect minnisota accent here] "That's just not the way to portray miwauuukeeeeee"