Wednesday, June 15, 2005

How do you want your kid cooked?

Perhaps these drug dealers were misguided gourmets.

4 Comments:

Blogger "O" said...

Honestly, my first thought was: "Wha?"

My second thought was, "OK... so what's the street price of goat."

8:19 AM

 
Blogger Jonathan Potts said...

I was never a Jeff Foxworthy fan, but my first thought was, "If you pay for crack with farm animals, you might be a redneck."

8:37 AM

 
Blogger fester said...

Note to self--- do not take a drink of diet soda while reading the story after such a good headline --- now I need to submit a cover sheet and a TPS request for a new keyboard

11:30 AM

 
Blogger Maria said...

Funny story, but definitely not just a redneck thing. I can easily imagine this story happening, in say, Queens or the Bronx or even Riverside Park in Manhattan where it was not uncommon to see people roasting all manner of animals whole on a spit.

I had a pet rabbit when I lived in NY but developed allergies and so put an ad in the Village Voice offering to give it away free. Three different Puerto Rican friends told me in no uncertain terms that I should not give it to a Puerto Rican because they would eat it.

And, I've had the Jamaican curried goat -- I don't care how long it's stewed; it's still a bit gamy.

12:44 PM

 

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