The Union Forever
10. Feb, 2014 
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another year, another bout of Ranch Farts
you know the drill – eat, drink, eat, fart, repeat…
state your case
more like ‘Whitest State Ever’
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since we’re all old and billionaires, we stepped up our game
and stayed at the Union
where the views are to die for
but not to diet for
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the carpets scream redrum
and the eating made for red-bums
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oh ranch sauceÂ
men want to be you
and women want you inside of them
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and oh divine swine
how you make us sin, even though we brought a rabbi with us
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speaking of
the Rabbi thinks I should do
a gallery show of our ranch sauce pics
fart art?
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the owner of BuffaLouies is my hero
 
literally, a larger than life
personality – with the wings
to back it up
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he’s like the second greatest man behind Neon JesusÂ
Bobby Knight’s in white ranch sauce
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 want to know what lonely is?
this pencil shapener, sitting at the bottom of a stairwell, probably barely used or ever noticed
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each trip back to Bloomington brings back old memories but sometimes provides new ones
like these amazing headshots of ‘talent’ from the 80s that played Bear’s Place
ah, M&Mc – the dynamic duo to end all dynamic duos
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I’d choose this guy’s
‘stache in a pinch!
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more like jester. Â off with his head!
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who, me???
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uh, um, uh?
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Banks, so money!!!
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Weird Yal Ankovic?
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me?
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yes, me – DJ Tanner of the Mike & Jonah & Terry Milk Show! it’s like 1997/98 all over again!! big ups to BFinx for the tour!!
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I’m a slow starter / fast farter
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but I won a super amazing hat (not pictured) from this crane-game thing
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can’t wait for #RanchFarts2015!!!!
the year we juggle!!!
