Only in Wisconsin

It's not the first time Wisconsin's love of bratwurst has brought it to gentle ridicule on this blog (here's the other time).

But I think this tiny little Brat Barn may be funnier than the Brat Days sign:


One can only imagine what goes on inside the Brat Barn. Is it a place where the brats sleep at night on straw beds after a busy day of brattiness? Or is it a cousin to the old-fashioned woodshed where a brat might go to be hit with a hickory stick?

Only the people of Mauston, Wisconsin, know for sure.