Milwaukee.
Ah...Milwaukee.
Milwaukee is like your mom's hot friend who took adavantage of you when you were 15; It's dirty and wrong, but, has one hell of a happy ending. And every time you think about it, you shake your head; but, smile a deep, knowing smile. I'm going to miss you "uncle" Ken. But, I still have Milwaukee.
Ah...Milwaukee.
Milwaukee is like your mom's hot friend who took adavantage of you when you were 15; It's dirty and wrong, but, has one hell of a happy ending. And every time you think about it, you shake your head; but, smile a deep, knowing smile. I'm going to miss you "uncle" Ken. But, I still have Milwaukee.

squire:
I fucking love Milwaukee. I consider it my home, really. I have great friends and family there, I know how to get around, know the good places to go . . . . But you're right; it's kind of an acquired taste. Humility and a strong liver go pretty far in the Cream City.