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I work at a Chinese restaurant. When there's no fortune we tell people it's extra good luck. It's amazing how upset people get when their cookie is missing a fortune. Those cardboard cookies taste like shit, though, so I guess the fortune is the only fun part.

Sooo...novelty garbage that will be occupying Walmart's $5 bins a few weeks after Christmas? This looks like something my mother's tacky friends would buy.

This was precisely my thought.

http://baretobush.tumblr.com/ this is the tumblr that was referenced. Those shots are in the somewhere, and it's an interesting project to take a gander at.

That's insane! Oktoberfest can and does look like this sometimes, but I don't usually venture of for most of the craziness anymore...I am becoming an old. Which HS did you go to? I'm a La Crescent-ite originally. That Markos building is now a Qdoba, and I'm sure a lot of the bars have changed. I'm a Yesterdaze girl,

I'm not familiar with the Coon Creek Races, and I've lived here for almost 10 years, but my boyfriend just said he vaguely recalls that. No, in recent years there have been riots associated with Oktoberfest, but it' not happening downtown or the fest grounds; it's drunk kids over by campus flipping cars and stuff. A

How about he makes and personally serves 300 fucking sandwiches to homeless/hungry people? Though even that wouldn't be enough to expunge the smarminess from this asshole's mug. Can't say I feel too sorry for her, though.

I'm not sure if that's necessarily true any more. I think it fluctuates pretty regularly what with frequent closures/openings of different places. The city also has a cap on the number of liquor licenses they'll issue, partially to crack down on La Crosse's reputation. I currently live here, though, and I can attest

Nice try, please come again.

Really?

My grandmother succumbed to Alzheimer's as well. Before she died, she frequently called out for my mother and I to help her. It seems there was a door in the ceiling above her bed. But she always cried out, "No, you have to save her! They're going to do terrible things! Please, please, help her!" She would beg us to