by Travis Mateer
Yesterday evening, for First Friday, a mobile billboard attached to a grocery cart (sourced from a local reuse business) made its guerrilla marketing debut on the streets of downtown Missoula.
With musical accompaniment from an amplified saxophone and a snare drum, we took to the streets to promote Engen’s Missoula and to express our adoration for GREAT LEADER!
We also used our mobile messaging delivery system to address the Nick Checota pod people enjoying their fine dining in plastic spheres. We wanted the patrons to know that we understand Checota’s decision to kill the Top Hat as a music venue despite his receiving MILLIONS in Covid relief money to SAVE his music venues.
The main reason, though, for our amplified presence was to ensure Missoula citizens know a documentary is available detailing the use of GREAT LEADER’s favorite tool, Tax Increment Financing. So far, in its first month, the documentary has been viewed 1,212 times.
To celebrate the first month of Engen’s Missoula being available to view online, I have composed a poem using all my professional poetry skills derived from my time at the University of Montana.
So here it is. Have a GREAT Saturday, Missoula!
Engen penguin I like your suit and gut-bust, baby-back, hee-haw boots deal me a meal of real estate pie and yummy-bum payoffs will fix that black eye dumb-dumb climbers like the climate change kid got his little seat to lob at the libs mighty tweets of virtue sent through the screen mixed use, mother fuckers, from the tiny home team hollow tweaker cheeks will make a good snitch and shields for the feels of the sycophant clique build another camp but don't concentrate too hard you good Missoula citizens about your backyard yes, that's a reference to the mustache man and the rise in the minds of the stiff-arm clan how did they do it? I'll tell you, nitwits, bit by bit, slowly, with the paperclips how can we stop them? let's brain storm and mushroom gulp to tulpa a back-off form don't be afraid, Christians, the book is a map timing CC Riders to wake from their nap so stop floggin your noggins with woke-joke whips and look to the crooks of the house-hunt flip Engen penguin, I like your smile from the girth of the hurts in the research file now we are rolling with wheels and signs up and down Higgins to expose all his lies joins if you dare for mirth and for joy and sing adios to his penguin ploy