Friday, January 22, 2010

Hog 2 Roast

Proud to represent a fine institution—they are specialists, after all—this cheerful deviant holds his head up high.

For all we know, that gives the specialists improved access to do what they do best: skewering hogs on spits. Have to give the professionals a little room, let them do their job.

The easy smile tells us that the impaling hasn't started yet. Then again, maybe that's the pig's thing. Clearly, he isn't bothered by the thought of it. ("That's right, yes. Spit roasting. It's a big stick, you know. Right through me.") So maybe the actual… insertion isn't a problem either. Or who knows? Hog 2 Roast certainly is made of sturdy stuff.

Nothing that a dose of spit-roasting can't take care of.

1 comment:

stantoro said...

This pig presents one of the most benign, even beatific, expressions I've ever seen on Suicide Food. He reminds me of an early Christian martyr, secure in his heavenly reward. Come to think of it, I think a few of those martyrs may have been roasted on spits. Coincidence?