by joe steve: neither hair nor fish
When you mix the following words – mullet, Budweiser and redneck – the first image that pops in your mind is probably something very Northern Wisconsin-like. Cities like Chippewa Falls, Thorp and Rhinelander might be the destinations of note and you probably imagine huntin’, fitchin’ and dippin’ skoal as pastimes.
If you take your thinking and add a Southern flare to it, you have the Flora-Bama Interstate Mullet Toss, and we aren’t talking about hair here. I can’t honestly say I’ve been in Alabama for the actual mullet toss, but I have been to Gulf Shores a dozen or so times for vacation. I’ve also spent a few nights at the Flora-Bama bar, sucking downs cans of St. Louis Swill, dodging the bras that hang from every corner of the bar and admiring the mullets (the hair version). How that place is still standing after all the hurricanes down there is beyond me, but that’s for a different post.
Anyway, every April at the Flora-Bama on the Florida/Alabama state line (you see how they did that now…clever, eh?) people get drunk on the beach, sing Sweet Home Alabama, and throw fish (mullet) from one state to the other. It just so happens that the boys over at Friends of the Program were part of this years festivities and they did an excellent job reporting the events. Drink up and throw down!
