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2 comments:
Firstly, the self-satisfied grin of father and son is uncannily similar. Other than geographically, and perhaps politically, it would appear that said apple is indeed immediatly beneath said tree. Numeral deux, is that squirrely thing really dead? (It looks kinda like it's trying to run, and its eyes are open...I mean, I'm just sayin'!!) Nextly, if it is dead, how did it die? Inquiring minds wanna know. Me? I bet it was road kill. I just don't see you havin' the gun-totting thing in ya. Fourth, why don't you have gloves on? That's totally aa-sgusting. Finally, the juxtaposition of the grill in the background is a tad more carnivorous than I'm used to from you Tang... what gives? I mean, if you need me to send you the link to PETA's Meet Your Meat video, I will. And in conclusion, I say again... EEWWWWW!! In the words of the band Modest Mouse , while we're on the subject [of dead animals] can we change the subject now?
No good deed ever does unpunished. Last fall (yeah, the scariest part is that this is NOT a recent photo) Nomas asked me to deal with a dead squirrel he found on his deck. Which I did. which photographed using his then-new camera. He and his bride are making EWWWWW-type noises and faces, so I'm trying to look like Safari Joe and not crack up. So you can call off PETA: the Barbie was not put into play; nor was the freezer: this bad boy went directly into the gaping maws of the mutts in all its raw uncooked yumminess. Gloves?! Gloves? Have we met? Though the absence of a pocket protector is a concern.
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