I never have and never will like Minnethooooota. Everybody I have met from there is usually that degree of nuttiness or worse.
Way, way worse.
Like the time PFC Dostert (a MN native) decided to dance around the squad bay with no pants on, waving his boxer shorts at me, and he was freakin sober! And he then thinks it's a good idea to go running to the Drill Sergeant to whine about me kicking him dead square in the ass with my highly polished Cochran jump boots and saying a few choice words to him. Drill Sergeant laughs at him and says he's lucky I didn't throw him out the second story window of the barracks.