Friday, August 5, 2011
We are proud to name as this week's Rick and Len Show Weenie of the Week...
the 16-year-old who was busted early Tuesday morning doing 111 miles per hour on
Highway 151 in Dodge County while on his way home from what he called a
late night "taco run" to Beaver Dam. In his defense, the driver told cops he thought he was only doing 95.
So, for not trying to outrun the deputy into the next county...I mean didn't he realize that his late night taco run qualifies as a "run for the border" anyway?
For not using a plausible excuse when pulled over...sorry, officer, but I just ate five tacos and I was speeding home because I really gotta poop. Like now!
And for telling the officer that you thought you were only going 95 miles per hour instead of the 111 he says you were traveling, which is still 30 miles per hour over the speed limit. That proves that with your math skills, you'll likely end up working in an industry where you won't have to travel far for fast food tacos...you'll be behind the counter...and you'll be getting the employee discount.
We are proud to name the 16-year-old 111-miler per hour Beaver Dam taco runner as this week's Rick and Len Show Weenie of the Week.
Monday, August 1, 2011
The London Daily Mirror reports that the late Amy Winehouse (pop star, heavy drinker, drug queen) was in the process of trying to adopt a 10-year-old girl from the island of St. Lucia. That sounds to us like a pretty bad idea!
Having Amy Winehouse as your parent would be like having Billy Joel as your chauffer.
It would be like having Ozzy Osbourne as your translator.
Like having Courtney Love as your pharmacist.
Like having Lady Gaga as your personal fashion designer.
Like having Jay Cutler as your wedding planner.
Like having Larry King as your marriage counselor.
Like having Michell Bachmann as your history teacher.
Like having Barack Obama as your credit counselor.
Like having Governor Walker as your union's local chairman.
Like having Dee Snider of Twisted Sister as your makeup technician.
In fact, having Amy Winehouse as a parent would be like having Rick McNeal
as your sex ed instructor.