Genny, Genny, Who Can I Turn To?

Upstate New York is on its way to becoming a drunkard’s paradise, thanks to Genesee Brewing. When a 12 ounce curl isn’t enough, the home of the Green Death brings you a 24 ounce can.

‘Puter’s favorite part of the article is where the brewery explains that it’s simply trying to break in to the lucrative convenience store more-beer-equals-faster-drunk line up.

And who else is producing beer in that quantity that Genesee wants to brew for? Colt 45 (does Billy Dee come with every bottle)? Schlitz Malt Liquor (‘Puter loved their ads during football games in the ’70s)? Haffenreffer Private Stock Malt Liquor (which ‘Puter liked in college, because the rebuses under the caps let you know when it was time to stop drinking, or at least slow down)?

Well, when the weather sucks, taxes are skyrocketing, and the guy driving the economy bus is wilfully blind, it’s probably best to be intoxicated when the end comes.

So here’s to you Genesee Brewing, enabler to drunks everywhere!

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About 'Puter

Always right, unless he isn’t, the infallible Ghettoputer F. X. Gormogons claims to be an in-law of the Volgi, although no one really believes this. ’Puter carefully follows economic and financial trends, legal affairs, and serves as the Gormogons’ financial and legal advisor. He successfully defended us against a lawsuit from a liquor distributor worth hundreds of thousands of dollars in unpaid deliveries of bootleg shandies. The Geep has an IQ so high it is untestable and attempts to measure it have resulted in dangerously unstable results as well as injuries to researchers. Coincidentally, he publishes intelligence tests as a side gig. His sarcasm is so highly developed it borders on the psychic, and he is often able to insult a person even before meeting them. ’Puter enjoys hunting small game with 000 slugs and punt guns, correcting homilies in real time at Mass, and undermining unions. ’Puter likes to wear a hockey mask and carry an axe into public campgrounds, where he bursts into people’s tents and screams. As you might expect, he has been shot several times but remains completely undeterred. He assures us that his obsessive fawning over news stories involving women teachers sleeping with young students is not Freudian in any way, although he admits something similar once happened to him. Uniquely, ’Puter is unable to speak, read, or write Russian, but he is able to sing it fluently. Geep joined the order in the mid-1980s. He arrived at the Castle door with dozens of steamer trunks and an inarticulate hissing creature of astonishingly low intelligence he calls “Sleestak.” Ghettoputer appears to make his wishes known to Sleestak, although no one is sure whether this is the result of complex sign language, expert body posture reading, or simply beating Sleestak with a rubber mallet. 'Puter suggests the Czar suck it.