In the "proud" tradition of this thoughtful pig and chicken comes Pork N More. He's the latest in our "celebration" of complicit animals.
Unwilling, incapable of doing anything halfway, they require their human overlords to do nothing more than open their mouths and chew. (At this moment, in the labs of the Complicit Animals Institute, animals are attempting to devise self-chewing meat. Look for it around 2011.)
All natural impulses have been bred (or punished?) out of them. They neither flee nor fight. Not even will they cringe as the bolt gun is steadied against their temples.
Their response to the carnage around them is one familiar to all students of suicidefoodism: they grab the keys and bring the grill to you!
So there he stands, our good ol' N (as his hat identifies him), a sinister wink playing across his twisted features, as the flesh of his fellows sizzles on his "portable custom woodfired BBQ."
Addendum: In the interest of full disclosure, the scoring committee admits that the low quality of the image earned Pork N More its third noose.