After-after party, oof.

October 19, 2009

OOF, the keg is empty!

OOF, the keg is empty!

The party is over, oof. I had fun.  So did my friends, did you enjoy it?  There was even some chicken dancing,  oof. I like melted cheese. OOF.

oof…I can’t wait.  It will be fun.  There will be some beer, and wurst.  I think there will be some polka, too.  I can’t decide on my outfit…what should I wear?  Maybe I should wear a plastic bag.  Sometimes, partys get sticky…oof.

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What are you going to wear?  See you soon, OOf-Wiedersehen!  Hubert

OOF, the invite!

October 14, 2009

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Oof! It is almost time…

October 14, 2009

It is almost time for Socktoberfest. Are you ready? I am…It will be good, I am thirsty and so is Russell. Are you thirsty? The lady and man that I live with are busy with getting things ready, there is alot of cheese to be cut, oof… I look forward to seeing you all at my big party. Please don’t drink all my Jager. Oof.

Here they are, they will be good.

Here they are, they will be good.

 The lady I live with is making pickles for the Socktoberfest.   She made them from a real farm reciepe from a Wisconsin Mom.  It is not Switzerland, but there is a lot of cheese in Wisconsin too.  Pickles are good with cheese.

One day I was driving around looking for socks, and I saw something.  You will not believe it.  I was surprised.  It was like a dream come true, oof.  Like the day I won my olympic medal for ski.  But this is better.  You will agree.

Look at this and be happy.

big truck full of the jager!

big truck full of the jager!

 We tried to give the man our address, and some money.  We told him he could park where we live, and not drink the precious fluids that are in the truck.  He did not see us, he was big.  Shorty jumped and tried to drive off with him.  But he fell down, oof.

Hold on, Shorty!

Hold on, Shorty!

I love the Jager, don’t you?