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sábado, enero 19, 2008

You know you're from Wisconsin if...

(Ones that made me laugh, most I agree to, taken from facebook group named "You know you're from Wisconsin if...")

You see a car running in the parking lot at the store with no one in it, no matter what time of the year.

You think of the major four food groups as cheese, beer, brats, and Jell-O salad with marshmallows.

You design your Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.

You define -20 degrees Fahrenheit (-29 degrees Celcius) "a little chilly."

You know all four seasons: Almost Winter, Winter, Still Winter, and Construction.

You know several people who have hit a deer.

You've ever had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.

You think that opening day of deer season is a national holiday.

Your definition of a small town is one that only has one bar.

You refer to the Packers as "we."

You can identify a Michigan accent.

You learned to drive a tractor before the training wheels were off your bike.

Down South to you means Chicago.

The Big Three means Miller, Old Milwaukee, and Pabst Blue Ribbon.

A brat is something you eat.

You know that Eau Claire is not something you eat.

You have no problem spelling Milwaukee.

You can actually pronounce Oconomowoc.

You can recognize someone from Illinois or Iowa by their driving.

You have more miles on your snowblower than your car.

You’ve considered voting Brett Favre for president.

Every sweatshirt you own is either red and white or green and gold.

You know it's traditional for the bride and groom to go bar hopping between the ceremony and the reception.

Sunday afternoons are sacred for the Packer game.

Saturdays are sacred for the Badger game.

You get irritated at sports announcers that pronounce it "Wes-con-sin."

You have experienced snow storms in May.

The trunk of your car doubles as a deep freezer.

You actually get these jokes and tell all your Wisconsin friends about this group.

LOLZ...


Ones I heard from AAG :

This is the way you count : one, two, three, FAVRE, five, six, seven... (GO PACKERS!!)

You think Brett Favre is a god.

LOLZZZZ...