Still Calling

“Corn. Miles and miles of corn.”

During my misspent youth in Rhode Island, my buddies and I had this ongoing joke about the midwest. “Why, I’m from Indiana,” one of us would say. “And ya know what we got there?”

“Corn. Miles and miles of corn,” the rest of us would chime in.

So when I saw the news that our biggest corn importer is sick of being treated like a bunch of pendejos and may go do business elsewhere, I made a video for Raw Story. In short, enjoy your last cheap hamburguesa.

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