Originally Posted By DAR <a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070513/ap_on_fe_st/odd_deep_fried_what;_ylt=AsX4Cok7Qk58KHt6sEMRW4LMWM0F" target="_blank">http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/200 70513/ap_on_fe_st/odd_deep_fried_what;_ylt=AsX4Cok7Qk58KHt6sEMRW4LMWM0F</a> For me that's a no no no no no no no no no no no way would that ever happen with me.
Originally Posted By RoadTrip Wow!! Now I know how to get rich. Open a Deep Fried Testicles on a Stick stand at the Minnesota State Fair. The fair already has more than 25 types of food on a stick. I think it's time they went nuts!!
Originally Posted By DAR Actually what disturbs me more is not that people are willing to eat these things, but that there's a festival named for it.
Originally Posted By Dabob2 <"After a few beers, you can't really tell the difference," Joubert said.> Hey, at least they're in Wisconsin. I hear they brew beer there.
Originally Posted By alexbook >>"What else can you do in a small town?" Fenske said.<< I can think of a few hundred other things I'd rather do first.
Originally Posted By Goofyernmost It seems to me that you Wisconsinites need to get out of the cold more often. Those frigid temperatures are having a bad affect on you judgment. I do give you credit for having the orbs to do it though!
Originally Posted By DAR Trust me there's quite a difference between our biggest cities Milwaukee, Green Bay, Kenosha,Racine Waukesha the People's Republic of Madison, LaCrosse, Eau Claire and Wausau when compared to the rest of the state.
Originally Posted By BlueDevilSF Mmm...eat a whole plate of these while watching the "Planet Terror" segment of "Grindhouse!"
Originally Posted By DAR <People's Republic of Madison> <<rotflmao !!!!!>> Hey it's a great party city.
Originally Posted By RoadTrip <<Hey it's a great party city.>> Ahh... the memories... About 10 or so years ago I used to go to a software conference in Madison every year. On the evening before the official beginning of the conference we would all meet at Dotty Dumplings Dowry for some fantastic burgers and beer. After stuffing ourselves at Dotty's, we would head down to the far end of State Street by the UW Campus. Our hotel, the Madison Concourse, was at the opposite end of State Street by the Capitol Building. In getting from one end of State to the other we would do the ritual State Street Pub Crawl. There must have been 20 bars along the way and we would hit as many as we could, trying to have at least a portion of a drink in each bar. By the time we got back to the hotel we were definitely feeling no pain. I was able to engage in this ritual fairly well until one year when another guy from my office went to the conference with me. Eric was a MAJOR partier. Shortly after the start of the pub crawl he wanted break away from the other conference folk so that he could do his own thing. Of course since he was my coworker I had to stay with him, right? Well, doing his own thing meant drinking. Drinking A LOT. At different points in the evening he was standing in the middle of an intersection directing traffic, and then getting 86'ed from a bar once we were close to the hotel. We had placed an order and the bartender refused to serve us. When Eric went to the bathroom the bartender brought me what I'd asked for and said that he just couldn't serve my buddy. I understood. After the bars closed at 2:00 AM you would think we would have gone back to the hotel. But no, my well lubricated buddy badgered me until I agreed to go to a porn bookstore with him that was about a half-block form the hotel. I had never been in a porn store before (or since) and was hugely embarrassed. But I figured since I was so danged embarrassed anyway, I might as well buy something. Which I did. Somewhere along the line we ended up back at the hotel. I woke up at 9:00 the next morning lying fully clothed on top of my fully made bed. Uh oh. Breakfast session started at 8:00 AM and there was no way I was going to make any of that. I figured if I could make it to the 10:00 AM session I would be doing well, which I did. I didn't feel very good, but I was there. My buddy finally showed up at noon, all hi and howdy and looking like he felt just fine. God, I hated him just then. I had several more conferences in Madison. But I never went with Eric again. Thank God.
Originally Posted By mousegrl There are actually people who WANT to put those things in their mouths?! ;P I wonder if they have contests where one aims and the other person catches them open-mouthed... you know..... kinda like popcorn..... Ready! Aim! Fire! OK, I'm done....
Originally Posted By Disneyman55 I am truly afraid to comment on this as I am sure these people must be nuts. It also makes me wonder how large the marbles are that they lost. I mean can you imagine the conversation piece that this particular delicacy brings to the table. "Yeah Mabel and me were at that there fair and we had some....." Anywho, moving on.
