I used to date this broad that's from some hicktown in Wisconsin, all she ever talked about was the Badgers and Brett Favre, both of whom I already had a predisposition for disliking. To make a long story short, she said she gave me herpes, which left me in a state of horror; until she said it was a lie, and she made it up for some stupid reason about how her ex boyfriend or something put her up to it. I didn't really care, as long as I didn't have herpes and never spoke to her again I was cool. Blah blah blah. She tried to throw a brick at my car from the street but missed. She left stalker-like notes on my door saying she wanted to get married. Blah blah blah. I had to get a restraining order on the slore. So now everytime I see anything that has to do with Wisconsin I think of that bi*ch and it makes my stomach cringe.