Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Chicken Parts or Parts of the Chicken



I hereto have come to believe that it is chicken that binds us together and transcends gender, race, religion, posture, etc. I am you in the chicken wing, you are me in the slimy off-pink breast area. We are joined in unanimous votes in favor of the oppressor. We are bound and gagged in the gut punch of human sensibility. Fortitude is lacking in certain regions; purposeful consumption is not. We must emit gutteral monosylllables and stretch the limbs outward towards assembly with our fellow earthworms.

There is still much work to do on relic #3, an important relic that comprises pink bubbles, mossy ground cover and gesture trunks. All is not well in this relic, it is an awkward inconsistent scene that must be punished into excitement. The goal for the next 4 days is transformation. The raw chicken is my beacon.

88 comments:

Heart As Arena said...

". . . it's always a shame to waste a good chicken part when you can make it into art."--David Lynch

http://www.tandempress.wisc.edu/tandem/news/ifyouprintit.htm

And it seems like he did some sculpture with a dissected chicken at one point or another.

chicken liver said...

I am failing but not because of externalities.

dubz said...

hi mm! i think you can punish a relic with one of those wooden things you mash chicken with. guess what everyone!! i have very special guests coming to my shack tonight!!! hint: one has a dirty beard full of maggots and feta cheese.

lupan said...

oh that photo of the catfish guy! I thought it was his uvula at first, I'm pee peeing myself.

fairy butler said...

these chicken parts look so cuddly, so malleable, i just want to slap my inner thighs with them you know? i would like to enter into the chicken transformation. where do i register?

fairy butler said...

they also remind me of cancerous humanlivers. i got to view a number of them yesterday at beige and i was thinking how many of them reminded me of friend tandoori chicken on the bone.

fairy butler said...

crunchie-like

lupan said...

yes, after reading FB, I am feeling quite hungry.

hammy said...

cutlet, cutlet, how I love thee. You are the wings beneath me.

ether meats said...

I spent another day at the beige without internets. That's it--I'm going on a bender.

The Capt'n said...

The chicken...or the EGG that binds us?

Via my tremendous psychic powers I see you soon making the pink bubbles your bitches, etc. as kelli might put it.

JD said...

MM, the chicken parts are strangely beautiful; almost like stained glass. Perhaps the lovely pink tones of raw chicken meat will lead you to new heights of inspiration with your relic.

Good luck with the relic!!

Mountain Man said...

Hi dearies! Night night.

Mountain Man said...

Uncle F. and I visited the home of WW and ST last evening. We were privileged to view many awe-inspiring relics. There are more thoughts coming WW, there are. I am jealous of your homemade slathering implement. Good thinking. The onion rings have lacerated my gums. It is interesting.

Frogs said...

I am leading myself into the inspiration of fearlessness. There are plenty of folds in the paper.

fairy butler said...

mm, tonight i am going to KFC for real. this chicken post has sent me over the top thinking about tasty chicken skin and such.

sounds like a fun relic-viewing session with the ww & sst. my eye peeps are jealous, maybe you can eye-meld me the images. i am needing of this kind of nourishment. too much is happening, balancing, not sleeping, fretting.

fairy butler said...

visitors coming, fence dealing, vacation (vacation plan is stressing me out - sad!)

Mountain Man said...

I am sorry to hear of your fret-causers, FB. Fried chicken is sure to be a balm. Healing wellness to the FB's inner visions.

sloth said...

mm, the chicken-bits look like little lungs, breathing, breathing the fortitude into your regions...

w.w. said...

uncle f and mm were the most inspiring visitors. to have a real live mountain man in the shack was bile inducing, and uncle of mountain man is a sage and seer. chum is the new chelsea, chicken parts have replaced brain cells for good. i am humbled.

w.w. said...

and mm, sorry for your mouth tearing. my classy meal also ripped up the gums and seared the intestines. i hope you did not throw up.

fairy butler said...

did you have cap't crunch by chance?

w.w. said...

mm had onion-flavored cap'n crunch. that is what caused the ripping and bloody mess.

Pdeli said...

Oh Capt'n Crunch! Yes, FB, why does it tear up my gums and stuff?

martin said...

they look like meat arrowheads, i want to make a meat arrow and hunt stone animals.

it would be a different meat arrow from the one i already have.

blob said...

I have more of a meat cudgel.

krixDork said...

what's a cudgel? Sounds like a dessert.

Mountain Man said...

Sloth - chicken lungs, yes. Breath through your soggy pinkness.

Martin, I will hunt with you the meat arrows. You are the stone animal that will be eaten by the teeth of narrowness.

PLUS!!! I heart cudgels.

Frogs said...

Capt'n MM may need your help channeling the pink dots into bitches, what is the secret?

lupan said...

it is unfortunate, but I know the pink feathered whores keep secrets.

Frogs said...

Lupan you must smite them with the rice pot. Smack on the head, ow ow ow.

Dirk said...

There is nothing so slimy and sexed up as the raw chicken filet. Not healthy but very desirable.

mogera!! said...

i love chicken slime, on my black eye, or between the thighs. sometimes, later on, rice helps to absorb.

Necklace of Fire said...

There is chicken on my thighs already. There are marshmallows in my button hooks.

lupan said...

frogs, i love your legs! let me ask, are you the kind of frog who can self procreate?

Frogs said...

Frogs makes babies out of sweat drips from the exertion frenzy. Frogs calls you, you call him, he calls them. It's a chain of roundtable transmissions, prototypes emerging all the while. I am a father of dozens.

lupan said...

and a mother! I am proud of your fine work. do you french?

Frogs said...

This is so confusing. I like mustard. I am interested in protrusions. Is this what you mean?

Kindly,

Frogs

Necklace of Fire said...

There is pudding on my knees.

ramshack said...

necklace, my thighs are creme-mellow flavored.

golden said...

i am a tard of many seeds, spores and a little pimple volcano under my nightingown.

Pdeli said...

I'm thinkin' this is a Fresh DIrect page? Is it?

These chicken chunks make me think of the chicken fingers.

Cranial Capacity said...

patch into my nubbins i am set and setting.

martin said...

they remind me of the shape of my teeth, but are whiter.

what if they were really my chicken teeth. all floppy. try to eat summer corn, so frustrating.

Frogs said...

It sounds like a mare from the nights - the soft teeth that will not bite. The delicous insolent treats that will not give beneath the chicken teeth. Not good.

Frogs said...

Frogs is so high on life.

Frogs said...

Actually Frogs is a stoner.

Jasper Janx said...

Bread for all, thanks be to the delights of words. I am satisfied knowing this.

Art Star said...

Listen up wannabes.






Right. That's all.

Lion King said...

Growrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. FIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tombstones will be delivered to you mother. You are dead. You are a figment. Slice.

Lion King said...

No way cunts, listen to me, there is a baby upstairs and it smells real bad. No more bshit. I am calling the cops on this baby, that will be the end of story. No dice.

bedford whore said...

oooo an art stare! quick shine the way, please i beg of you!

mogera!! said...

i like baby .

beer said...

i think i drank.

Lion King said...

Fuck you BABY. You smell like dimes.

lupan said...

frogs i am so sober it is tragic. i wish i was stoned. if i lick your skin will i get high?

mogera!! said...

sometimes, after touching babies, i smell my fingers.

randy said...

Sometimes after smelling babies I touch their mommies.

ronch said...

i asked my daddy not to shower after he made a baby.

Tabitha said...

The pure earth will forgive all. After many days the baby will know the father through his rank scent and grimy love. PURIFICATION DOES NOT INVOLVE SOAP.

tabitha said...

My father always shared.

Handlebars of Guidance said...

I love this talk. I am tempered by it, I am in the caves. Torment me.

fucker said...

i am getting down and dirty.

randy said...

Dear Handlebars,
A dare.
Deeper in the cave is a rafter of sorts. Bring rope and an open mind.

Anonymous said...

I bet you are fucker.

Juggler from the Woods said...

Let their be no filth in this talk, let there be praire skirts and braided hairs, tethered bits, thanks. I am preparing for my descent into the big box nation.

randy said...

MMMMMMMM, tethered bits.

Anonymous said...

Slow down Randy, slow down fucker. Take a time out, eat some fruit, breathe into a bag. There are no whores here, only willing time attendants. The rope is a given, it is totally sanitary.

randy said...

Shit, even prairie skirts are hot.
Jesus, I think lemonade might turn me on.

hackey sack mama said...

do you wanna suck my teat?

Cherry Doll said...

It's my big day. I am ready to succumb to the fires of breathlessness, to begin knotting my ideas into prods.

Anonymous said...

rope, the new abstinence....

Kendra said...

I feel like I am in a boys' locker room. I am sullied.

Vince said...

No one will abstain, everyone will aquiesce, it is the only logical means to happiness.

hempy said...

where's my bitches? i'm down the shaft waiting for permission.

randy said...

Cherry Doll,
You seem hot, if a little dumb. Wanna go to the dance?

God's Weed said...

I evaporate and become someone.

Kendra said...

G'night. I am fortunate, I am ready to slumber and I am able to.

fucker said...

cherry doll i am waiting with the loom. let us converge over multi-colored pot-holders.

hempy said...

weave me.

grabass said...

juggler come here, i am not wearing short shorts, and my groin is red like candy...sit.

yanksack said...

fucker, your filth and dark cave dwelling has inspired me to bring a flash light. I have extraordinary pubic hair. let us weave an evening together

lip my shazam and whore my cunt said...

i think my anus winked at you

7th heaven said...

please calm yourself. Tatarigami is not theway to inner peace!

fucker said...

aye, for fucks sake i'm just looking for a little play here. the toni home perm is in my fanny pack, lets kink up the pubes.. wink wink. and anus, you are so coy! open'er up - let's get shit-faced.

fairy butler said...

i am scarring.

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The Capt'n said...

Pink bubbles of bitch will bend over to your will or will bitchingly will their way over the bend. Either way you win, friend.