Friday, March 30, 2007
Dear carnivorous hipsters,
Ho, ho, I get it. It's an Easter dinner. And you're serving rabbit. Or lamb. Ha ha ha. You're so very clever. And ironic. So, so ironic. Too bad it's still disgusting.
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We are having Soylent Green this year!
Yuuummmm, save me a spleen...
unfortunately, my family will be having meet. i still won't though
Judging by that picture, I guess he's serving rabbit and with a lovely alien fetus for a starter.
In the morbid humor department:
We were working a patient at the trauma center I used to work at, he had come in by Medivac on Easter Sunday night. The flight nurse and flight medic had come in with the patient and were assisting as the patient had gotten a bit combative which can complicate a few things.
They put the patient down (anesthesia, we aren’t vets) which results in a semi-noisy room becoming suddenly quite. In the backwash of silence, the male flight nurse named Shannon quietly related the story about earlier that day he had seen where someone had apparently stopped and put an Easter basket next to a squished bunny on the road. It took a moment for all of the various threads of morbid humor to manifest themselves, and I admit we had a good round of eye-smiles and some embellishments such as carefully tipping the basket so that the contests of eggs were visible etc.
Eye-smiles is where you cant see the facial expression directly due to the masks we are wearing, but you see enough to know when someone is smiling and if they are smiling big. There is a certain anonimty to laughing also which frees you up a bit to appreciate perhaps a little bit more of the darker side of the humor.
So to this day, Easter in a humorous dark moment in a trauma center in the city said to have the highest crime rate per-capita in the US, (let alone Jersey).
Anyone who knows anything about rabbits also knows that the poor bunny in that picture is likely terrified, imagining it is being whisked away by a bird of prey. You do not pick a rabbit up by its midsection and hold it without purchase for its feet. Poor thing.
SkyDad: Obviously you haven't heard yet that Soylent Green is made from people. p.s. Pass it on.
Kiki: There are vegetarians in Australia?
Kirby: Organic, cage-free alien fetus. Well, it was confined to John Hurt's ribcage for a while...
Bro: I love it when you tell the EMT stories. That is an awful story, and I know about twenty people I want to repeat it to immediately.
Jennifer: The bunny definitely does NOT look very happy, probably because he can smell dead bunny pretty close by. Plus the whole feet thing that you said.
You are a badass.
It's good to see that Michael J. Fox is still getting work these days.
believe it or not, yes.
in fact, i'd be willing to gamble that there are an higher percentage of vegos here than in the mighty US of A
Grant: I can always count on you when I go all medieval on the carnes. I'd thank you, but I'm weak from lack of eating meat, don't cha know.
Kristi: It's mean to pick on the afflicted. Unless you're Rush Limbaugh.
Kiki: Just like your macho fatherland, our rep is at times undeserved.
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