Hodgepodge Society Codename: Josh

Hodgepodge Chapter: West Virgin-i-a

Distinguishing Marks: Stolen Congressional Medal of Honor, communicates with bears, missing toe, several "barn dance" related injuries

Date of Hodgepodge Society Induction: 2006

Bio: I was born in the wild, wonderful mountains of West Virginia. Abandoned as a baby, I was raised by a herd of dim-witted bears. Them thar bears was so dimwitted, the thunk they was people! It didn’t matter much none, though. The folks in town let us have a little house, and we always kept the yard clean and we was the only family what could pay thar phone bill on time. So folks pretty much left us alone. Until…one day, a person of unknown origins invaded our home, ate our viddles, and broke our furniture. We found her sleeping in my bed. That’s the day I became a man.

Having become a man, I decided to move to the big city of Mingo Junction to seek fame and fortune as a Bathroom Stall Witticism Writer. On my first job, though, a fella’ shot me in the toe for being “a poor speller and an invader of privacy.” Getting shot in the toe hurt, and it reminded me of the harsh economic climate we live in.

Discouraged, I retreated to an abandoned, remote cabin outside of Lincoln, Montana, to write a book entitled, “Money’s for Jerks: Or How the Harsh Economic Climate We Live in Done Stole My Toe.” In that cabin, though, I done found me a sash and a journal that used to belong to a Hodgepodge Society member that went only by the name of “Mr. Doodles.” Well, those Hodgepodge Society fellers seemed allright by me, and, thanks to a loophole in thar bylaws, I gots to join up since I found the sash of a fallen member. Wahooo!

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