Bull and Oyster Finished [artwork]

[the_gneech]

Bull and Oyster

OMG teh cannibalism!

-The Gneech

Comments

[alaskawolf.livejournal.com]

it looks great :) and now i want some BBQ too

[electronin.livejournal.com]

Very Far Side. I like it.

[camstone.livejournal.com]

You call that a BBQ? Where are the flames?

I mean... WHERE ARE THE FLAMES?

Oh... wait... Irony... *grins cheesily*

[ski-fox.livejournal.com]

I totally concur re: oysters. Slime is not something I'm keen to ingest.

[torakiyoshi.livejournal.com]

That's a pork chop, right?

Right?

Nicely done.

Have the best

-=Kiyoshi

[daemionfox.livejournal.com]

Cooking Oysters?! Is he mad? Oysters were meant to be eaten raw! Maybe with a little tabasco.

I mean, theoretically you could stew them. But that's just wrong man.

[dagucoon.livejournal.com]

Thank Vishnu it's cooked!

[dagucoon.livejournal.com]

NO! RAW OYSTERS BAD! VERY BAD!

[kamau-d-lyon.livejournal.com]

Actually when I saw the sketch I though of a certain fox and BBQ.
Oops, time to run off to work.

[kamau-d-lyon.livejournal.com]

Looks good Gneech.

[exatron.livejournal.com]

Ooh! Fire!

Putting the grill's glow on the bull was a nice touch.

[susandeer.livejournal.com]

CANNIBULL!

[katayamma.livejournal.com]

Damn, Gneech! When you were talking about cannibalism the first thing that went through my mind was "He's eating mountain oysters?"

Don't do that to a farm boy!

[stilghar.livejournal.com]

Heh. How very Fear Factor-ish.

Oysters by Baxter Black

[thirdhorse.livejournal.com]

The sign upon the cafe wall said OYSTERS: fifty cents
"How quaint," the blue-eyed sweetheart said, with some
bewilderment.
"I didn't know they served such fare out here upon the plain?"
"Oh, sure," her cowboy date replied, "We're really quite urbane."

"I would guess they're Chesapeake or Blue Point, don't you think?"
"No, ma'am, they're mostly Hereford cross...and usually they're pink.
"But I've been cold, so cold myself, what you say could be true
"And if a man looked close enough, their points could sure be blue!"

She said, "I gather them myself out on the bay alone.
"I pluck them from the murky depths and smash them with a stone!"
The cowboy winced imagining a calf with her beneath
"Me I use a pocket knife, and yank them with my teeth."

"Oh, my!" she said, "You animal! How crude and unrefined
"Your masculine assertiveness sends shivers up my spine.
"But I prefer a butcher knife too dull to really cut
"I wedge it in on either side and pry it like a nut!

"I pry them out. If they resist, sometimes I use the pliers
"Or even Grandpa's pruning shears if that's what it requires!"
The hair stood on the cowboy's neck. His stomach did a whirl.
He'd never heard such grisly talk, especially from a girl!

"I like them fresh," the sweetheart said and laid her menu down
Then ordered oysters for them both when the waiter came around.
The cowboy smiled gamely, though her words stuck in his craw
But he finally fainted dead away when she said, "I'll have mine raw!"