Rejoice, Lithuania, rejoice! For your pigs (or, as we like to think of them, living pork containers) are enraptured with you! At the thought of being murdered, carved, and fried, ground, or sausaged for you, they prance! They leap! They delight in life's unasked-for gifts!
Let other nations—backward lands—exploit gloomy pigs! Lithuania will champion the happy pig, the grateful pig, the joyous pig! Lithuania will give him a platform from which to propound his philosophy: Today is a good day to die!
"… kai norisi mésos…" the legend tells us. "… when you want some meat…"
This kiosk manages an impressive two-fer: not content with disparaging pigs as merely pre-food, it also equates women with meat! See how the red dress morphs into the salad-and-sausage? And how about that double entendre! When you want some meat, indeed! It's as though, once the objectification starts, it takes on a life of its own.
(Thanks to Dr. Kristina for the referral and photo.)