Taxation Without Intoxication!!!
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Wow, it has been a while since I jotted down some thoughts on travel. Little did I know that my musings were being well received. I thank all that have viewed, commented, chastised, and chuckled at my previous blogs. So…I figure, let’s kick off the rust and fabricate a little more.
And what better place to poke a little fun at than
Now don’t get me wrong. I have a lot of family sprinkled across the state and I love them dearly. Utah has miles and miles of natural scenery. Still, Utahans have to recognize that any place where the beer gets you full before you can catch a buzz…well, you have to be able to laugh at yourself a little bit.
3.2 folks!!! 3.2 percent alcohol. Why is that necessary? And how does that happen? It’s like they made “happy hour” into “45 minutes with sporadic laughs.” Seriously, residents of
There needs to be a grass roots effort! Write the congressman! Grab your picket signs and love beads and let’s chain ourselves to the nearest brewery. Let the protestations ring through the
“Screw you and your 3.2!”…
“Taxation without intoxication!”…and…
“Your nine moms wear combat boots!”
Oh yes, how can we talk about
For so many years, I think polygamists were considered eclectic.
Let me say, though, that it is not your everyday Joe Mormon participating in this. Most Mormons just live their lives, shun Coca-Cola, make casseroles, procreate, and tithe their ten percent to the church. It is the new breed of Mormon. A sleeker, stronger, faster breed. One that can satisfy three women on any given Sabbath.
Kinda makes you want to be a Mormon, eh?
Lastly, I have to speak about the Shakespearean Festival in
Okay, everyone, I think that may signal the end of the line for me. Go see
Again…thanks for reading.