Eat me

I've long been fascinated at Chick-Fil-A's creepy 12 year old marketing campaign using marginally literate activist cows asking us to please, 'eat mor chikin'. Upon gaining sentience and literacy, the first order of business these beeves take is a guerrilla campaign pleading for their lives.

The fact that this has been one of the most successful fast food marketing campaigns in America says so much about this country's attitude towards eating animals.
Ha Ha, the silly cows don't want us to eat them! Luckily it's just a funny ad, cause we know cows love being eaten, who wouldn't?

Until things resemble The Restaurant At The End Of The Universe, I think we can all agree that animals, like humans, have a desire to live.

Anyway I came across this nifty blog that collects images of animals gleefully offering their shanks and chops for your dining pleasure, bon appetit. Now, I don't know that Ben there is as amused as I am by these things, I just flat find this stuff hilarious.

I'm also reminded of this t-shirt I have from the Chicken Shack, which I'm told was in Baton Rouge, of a rooster in a full tuxedo tipping his top hat, gesturing us to please dine at the Chicken Shack, of course this confident cock has no worries, since all the fryers are hens.

Bake my wife, please!