Showing posts with label kratz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kratz. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

GIVES A NEW MEANING TO TAKING A DATE FOR A STIFF ONE

Well, the big news in the Ken "The Prize" Kratz story today is that a woman is now claiming the embattled Calumet County D.A. once took her on a date at a Green Bay restaurant and that during the meal "The Prize" took several phone calls from detectives investigating the disappearance of a person who was later found to have been killed. The woman claims that "The Prize" discussed details of the investigation with her that had not been revealed to the public.

The woman also says that Kratz later sent her a text in which he invited her to go with him to an autopsy, provided she would be his girlfriend and would wear high heels and a skirt.

She says she met Kratz through a dating service. I'm guessing, E-ewwwwwHarmony.com.

The other development is that Kratz, while refusing to resign, has decided to take medical leave. Gee, I wonder what's wrong with him?

Here's some possible medical conditions afflicting "The Prize".

Nymph-amania: A neurological condition that results in sufferers excessive use of the word "nymph".

Hypersensitivity to Acetic Acid: An allergic reaction to vinegar brought on by being such an enormous douchebag.

AIDS: Contracted from oral contact with his own gay-ass mustache.

Tennessee Tux-ocity:
a rare congenital disorder where a person's own body starts poisoning itself out of shear embarrassment upon learning that it looks like Chumley, the cartoon walrus from the 60's cartoon series Tennessee Tuxedo.

Cream of the Cropophilia:
A delusional disorder where the sufferer believes himself to be a prize when, in fact, that's only true if the prize is for biggest, steaming hot turd.

Inflammation of the digiti primus:An infection of the thumbs caused by excessive texting alternating with sitting around with them both up your ass while you should be writing your resignation.

Monday, September 20, 2010

DOGGIN' KRATZ

Calumet County District Attorney Ken "The Prize" Kratz has said he will not resign. Instead, he's taking some "medical leave". Since when has being a creepy a-hole been considered a medical condition? If that was the case, I'd be in intensive care!

Apparently, the medical condition must be his blindness that prevents him from seeing that what he did was wrong! To help, "The Prize" we've assembled these easy to recognize signs that...

IT MIGHT BE TIME TO RESIGN

If you're less popular than Ted Nugent at a PETA meeting...it might be time to resign.

If Mel Gibson has a better chance of becoming a sensitivity trainer than you have of getting re-elected...it might be time to resign.

If your presence is less appreciated than mine at an orgy...it might be time to resign.

If you have less support than Barrack Obama at a Klan rally...it might be time to resign.

If you'd have had to done what Bill Clinton did to leave a worst taste in people's mouths...it might be time to resign.

If the folks at Massengill concede that even with over 70 years of experience behind them, they've still never seen a bigger douchebag...it's definitely time to resign!!!!!!!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

KREEPY KRATZ

Have you read the creepy test messages Calumet County District Attorney Ken Kratz sent to a domestic abuse victim whose assailant he was supposed to be prosecuting? He texted things like Are u the kind of girl that likes secret contact with an older married elected DA...the riskier the better?" and "Im the atty. I have the $350,000 house. I have the 6-figure career. You may have the tall, young, hot nymph, but I am the prize!"

How creepy are D.A. Ken Kratz test messages? Allow us to try to put them in perspective.

JUST HOW CREEPY ARE KEN KRATZ'S TEXT MESSAGES?

Creepier than an adult wearing toy X-Ray Specs but not quite as creepy as an adult wearing toy X-Ray Specs to a playground.

Creepier than a clown winking at you but not quite as creepy as a clown winking at you while he pees at the urinal right next to you.

Creepier than seeing a herpe on the lip of a mall Santa but quite not as creepy as seeing a herpe anywhere else on a mall Santa.

Creepier than a kiss from an elderly aunt who slips you the tongue but not quite as creepy as a kiss from an elderly aunt who slips you the tongue...and her dentures.

Creepier than a hug from Dick Cheney but not quite as creepy as a hug from Dick Cheney and a reach around from Donald Rumsfeld.

Creepier than watching porn with your grandfather but not quite as creepy as watching porn staring your grandfather.

Creepier than an ice cream truck that plays "I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls but not quite as creepy as an ice cream truck that plays "I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls being driven by a guy with a noticeably erect third nipple.