Just a reminder that you can get your official Save the Litblogs! Maggot Gear at this exclusive online shop. Impress your friends, impress your relatives, make your whole neighborhood jealous. We’ve got clothing, hats, buttons, steins, posters, coasters, stickers, and most importantly, WE HAVE TOTES! So get to shopping!
All proceeds go to the Auto Parts Dealers Literary Guild. A few bucks might be spent on me.
According to the most shrill of the Critical Lumpians (see Ed’s post below), we’re just a bunch of self-linking, traffic-craving, nose-picking, basement-dwelling maggots. Well, I’m proud to be a maggot and I’m damn sure aiming to make a few bucks off it.*
Aside to Ed: Sorry for piping in just to post a link to my own blog. I’ll make it up to you with a free Totebag!
There’s a time and a place for good literary discussion. I’m assuming that’s why Ed lined up so many fine folks to fill his rather unfillable shoes this week. And then there will be my posts, straight from a basement in Terre Haute to you. Ed claims to be doing a little relocating this week, but I’ve done some investigating, and I know, for a fact, that he’s in Wisconsin enjoying some fine dining:
Wisconsinites have deep-fried cheese curds, candy bars and Twinkies. They now have deep-fried livestock testicles, too.
More than 300 people paid $5 for all-you-can-eat goat, lamb and bull testicles Saturday at the ninth annual Testicle Festival at Mama’s Place Bar and Grill in Elderon in central Wisconsin.
“Once you get over the mental (aspect) of what you’re eating, it’s just like eating any other food, and it tastes good,” Buster Hoffman said.
If Buster Hoffman says it’s so, then it’s gotta be so. Have fun, Ed! But don’t eat too much.
Update: Because I can, I will. I’m Jeff from Syntax of Things, one of the original Superfriends from way back when. I’ve never tried testicles; I’m allergic to some nuts. I do like some cheese curds though.