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Nobody Asked Us, But...B.D. Gerhert Strikes Again!What some people will do for a worthy cause. Onetime OC staff writer, keg tosser and maniac B.D. Gerhert has never been known as a selfish man. On the Thursday following the end of the primary elections, en route from the Tiki Lounge downtown to Max's on 13th, B.D. risked life, limb and a ride in the paddy wagon to lean out the side of a friend's car, wave his arms around, and scream like a freaking moron.Sure, our friends down at the Eugene Police Department didn't think that B.D.'s "antics" were productive, but then, they've never met B.D. No, those officers were not appreciative of the several hundred dollars Mr. Gerhert gladly forked over to his friend that night. Nor did they know that he was doing so to distract the fuzz from the antics of an unnamed ASUO Executive candidate who was also present in the vehicle - and though reports are fuzzy, might possibly have been riding in a vehicle while intoxicated. B.D., you are a true hero, even if we don't quite remember why.
ODE Web Page Scandal!Take a close look at the two pictures below. Notice anything?That's right, the Ol' Dirty farmed out its site design to the same company as PSU did. Damn, not even we drunkards are that lazy. Hippiecon '01"Welcome to Hippie convention 2001! Please refrain from rational thought and any free exchange of ideas. We would also like to add, please refrain from relieving yourselves in the corner. If unfamiliar with the operation of a toilet, please ask. Thank you and have a nice day."For those that didn't notice that higher concentration of pot smoke in the air this weekend, the "Public Interest Law Convention" held their yearly get together at the Knight law school. So one OC reporter went undercover to the hippie convention to bring back things to make fun of. Of course there were the tree-huggers on their quest to defeat the evil lumber companies, who will not rest until every last tree is cut down. Yet these people also churn out so many brochures some can hear the old-growth forests scream. Our friends, the vegans were there too. Tell you what, fruity, if you convince those stupid mosquitoes from eating me alive during the summer, we'll talk. Until then, pass that big fat juicy steak! What would a hippie convention be without a vain attempt to legalize marijuana. These guys really need their weed, or else their brain may start working again. We wouldn't want that, now would we? Lastly, there was a table in the back labeled, Voluntary Human Extinction. Now this is a noble cause. This was also the perfect location so it could tell every tree-hugging, vegan, weed smoking liberal out there, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DON'T REPRODUCE! Remember, it's for the good of the planet. Go to www.rennieslandingmovie.com, if you can stand the sight...
Here's an interesting letter that just happened to cross our paths.
Now get out there and crush 'em, Tony.
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