Due to a horrible streak of boredom today, and a hint of inspiration from NMN, I give you: A Taste Of Wisconsin. Sounds exciting, right? Of course it doesn’t. It’s about Wisconsin. What good ever came out of Wisconsin? Nothing. I shall start with a tour of my home, and will later add more of the craptacular town in which I reside. So strap on your seat belts and keep your hands in the vehicle at all times. There’s some crazy shit ahead.

Firstly, we must get ourselves situated. Where are we talking about, exactly? We’ll start here: The United States. Excuse the watermarks. Mapquest has failed me.



And now, a closer look. Notice the farmland, the vast, vast amounts of farmland. It's ridiculous.



Yet an even clooooser look. I bet you’d never guess the circled house is mine.



And now to look inside the home. We shall start at where I’m sitting right now: In front of a computer monitor.



To the left of the monitor, we have a conversation between NMN and I. Interesting, eh? They’re always informative and very philosophical.



Here I sit, for hours on end, writing stupid shit like this.



A slight detour, just for UT’s sake. You truly need one of these, UT. It’s a night and day difference between broadband and dial-up.



Turning to the left in my chair, one can view our living room.



And a turn in the opposite direction reveals one of the most important areas of the house: The kitchen. As I’m a big fan of food, the kitchen is one of my favorites.



Directly behind me lies the rest of the kitchen. Not very exciting.

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Adjacent to the kitchen is the dining room. Everything BUT food goes in this room. I think we’ve eaten in it 6, maybe 7 times. Oh well, while the mother is out grocery shopping I’m living it up eating a cookie in the room. Yeah, I’m a rebel.



Here we have the front room, off of the dining room. That couch is great for sleeping on.



If you continue scrolling down, you’ll be forced to follow me upstairs. Up we go.



This would be my room. Everything is cast a strew. The comforter is in the wash, so the bed is bare. You can all now successfully threaten me by saying, “I know where you sleep.” Go ahead and say it. Bastards.



Here be my pathetic, and utterly nerd-like, DVD collection. The bottles are some old liquor bottles from my Uncle’s bar. One is from the 1910’s I believe. Cool stuff. Approved by the king and queen of Scotland, too.



My window and plywood board directly across from my bed. I’m thinking of making a dart board on the boarded up window there.



This is why the window is boarded up - A roof was somehow plopped in front of it.



It is at this time that I shall take a slight detour. Hat.



No hat.



Hat.

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No hat.



Hat!



Right, back to our normally scheduled route then. One side of the hallway outside of my room leads to me brothers’ room. We will not venture into that neck of the woods. It’s hazardous to our health.



And the opposing side of the hallway. To the left is my sister’s room. It’s far too pink to enter. Straight ahead, in the middle, is my parent’s room. To the right is a bathroom. Oh, and the baby buggy is mine.



Down to the basement we go. Come on now, don’t be afraid. Nothing down there will bite you… Too hard.



Here we are. We just began to finish the basement. Just began to finish. I like that. Anyhoo, check out my wicked basketball skills.



Off we go to the garage now. As you can see, the vette hogs all the garage space. Look past the car though, and you will notice a great deal of things. For instance, the deer, circled in red. Is that not the gheyest thing you’ve ever laid your eyes upon? I tell my mom that every year, yet she always sticks it outside each winter. It needs to be doused in kerosene and lit up.



Let us now make some lunch and tour the outside a bit. Here’s the only thing that I cook with: The grill.



Here’s me at work. Good times. Don't mind the jungle to the left.

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As the burgers cook, let us occupy ourselves with some wholesome Wisconsin heritage: Cheese. Mozzarella, at that.



Cheddar! It's fancy.



String cheese!



Oh, oh… Watch out… It’s nacho cheese! In a squeeze bottle, too! This is just too much.



And finally, cheese pizza!



Ok, Ok, enough exciting cheese footage. I don’t want to unload it all on you in one sitting, it’s just too much. Let us check on those hamburgers. Got an action shot going on here.



Preparation time. Have all the essential ingredients here - Mustard, ketchup, buns, burgers, onions, lettuce, and Cheez-Its (See that? I threw a curveball there. The cheese shots prevail.).



The fruit of my labors.



Look at the time. Several hours have passed with no pictures taken. Guess this is where the tour ends, for today. If I feel compelled, I may venture outside to show you some good ol’ Wisconsin farms. I know, that means I have to go outside, and away from my backyard. Scary shit.



FIN.

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lol hat. no hat. hat. no hat. hat!

Great pics, TINM!

You know where I like to go for my cheese? Mars Cheese Castle.

Holy crappers, I live like 20 minutes away from a Mars Cheese Castle. Good stuff, I must say. Glad you enjoyed the trip.

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Indeed 'twas fun. You seem to have a very exciting life.

The food bit was my favourite

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Man, TINM, that was some good stuff. The detour on the hat was my favorite. Those burgers looked sooooo good. I am hungry now. You bastard. That conversation was good as well. Assfuck.

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Yes... Very exciting life, too exciting at times. If you think my house is a blast, you should see the anarchy that goes on throughout the town. It's craziness.

I figured you'd get a kick out of that detour. The burgers were good. Damned good, at that. Asshat.

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NO HAT!!! lol
As I said before, thans for tour, n not sharing them burgers lol

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