Archive for the ‘Animalia’ Category

Kids Like Beards

Fact: Female goats have beards, but they still look sexy in a pair of panties.

Fact: Goat’s milk is way easier to digest than cow milk

Fact: Respect the goat!

Fact? According to Roman history, on February 15th, young men would
run around wearing only the skins of goats they sacrificed
earlier and hit women with strips of goat skin, known as februa,
to promote fertility. It is from these purification instruments
that the month of February gets its name.

WHAT?!

Here is an illustration dedicated to our awesome, well endowed, bovine friend-the goat. Try not to get too turned on.

note: seafoodpunch does not endorse the whipping of women to promote fertility.

Inspired by a visit to Nanny Goats in Panties

My Fly is Down

 An abandoned fly followed me into my house recently. It’s pretty big as far as flies go, and needs more space than I can provide.

He is very well behaved and likes nothing more sharing a donut and some dysentery with his loving owner.

If you know anyone who can give Vincent a good home, please let me know.

Sweater Make-overs!

Sweaters seem to transform even the ugliest of beasts into something more appealing. Maybe it’s the fact that sweaters add extra bulk to an animal (the Squishy effect), or because we pity anything that has lost all self-respect.

Either way, if you’re an ugly animal in need of a hug, try on a sweater. It may be the answer.

Maggot Picassos

I have nothing against art (except my own).

But when people line up in droves, fighting you for a peek at “maggot art”, you know that society has taken a turn for the worst.

It doesn’t take a special maggot to create a masterpiece, just one with enough energy to make it across a canvas.

I never thought that maggots would be taking jobs away from the rest of us. They’ve already proven to be better doctors at dealing with hard-to-heal wounds:  When the general surgeon is stumped by a festering sore that  has no chance of improving, maggots get thrown into the mix to save the day. They make sure to meticulously remove all dead cells while keeping healthy tissue intact. Maggots are capable of so much…and they don’t even have opposable thumbs…or even hands for that matter.

These chubby little worms promote healing, disinfect wounds and are willing to give doctors all the credit.

Who knew that a maggot was such a mensch?

The hospital is a fairly stressful environment though, even for the most experienced maggot, so it’s no surprise that many of these little grubs have turned to the arts.

Obviously their paintings don’t sell for much: First of all, maggots with a talent for wiggling around in paint are not that hard to come by. And second of all, maggots will do the job for a small piece of old bologna.

So in the end, all you’re paying for is the paint and the paper…and maybe some rotten meat.

I’m just worried about those bastard maggots undercutting my prices…

I need at least a whole pizza to do my job right.

The Urinator

I mentioned my dog’s embarrassing problem a few posts back.

To make up for his non-existent bowl movements, he has decided to cover everything in urine instead.

Plants, bikes, fire hydrants, sidewalks, pant legs…NOTHING can escape the stream. This dog prances around the neighborhood with the thought that marking everything is the safer way to go.

Dogs are tricky little furrballs: They lift their legs in an attempt to pee as high as possible, giving other dogs that pass by the impression that the urine poured out of an incredibly large animal.

Handstands are the best way to go for the little guys like chihuahuas. My dog has even been known to somersault over canopies while releasing sporadic yellow showers.

He will pee on lowly weeds as well, though, thinking that hundreds of small dogs are just as intimidating as a few taller hounds.

But it doesn’t end there. Even after sniffing a fellow canine, I recognize the special glint in his eye and have to pull him away before another unsuspecting animal is drenched.

Hundreds of beetles have already succumbed to the yellow tsunami. He probably thinks that all the killings send a message: Stay away…or you WILL get wet.

If I don’t protect other creatures from the same demise…those poor beetles, slugs and snails will have all died in vain.

 

Respect the Shrimp

I love shrimp.

They are both cute and tasty…two qualities I look for in every meal.

Some religions view shrimp as cockroaches of the sea … and so these poor little, crusty nuggets are deemed unfit for human consumption.

It doesn’t seem fair!

You should consider yourself lucky when someone calls you shrimpy. Many shrimp grow up to become strong and powerful property owners who reign over the same bullies who made growing up in the ocean trenches unbearable.

In fact, an adult mantis shrimp-with claws that can rocket out faster than a speeding bullet-is the fastest animal on earth.

They can stun and confuse even the mighty octopus with a punch that cuts into water with a force so immense that the liquid actually implodes in on itself. Don’t ever gamble with these things.

In fact, these little guys would knock your teeth out before you had a chance to swallow…which would still make them better dentists than the average tooth pulling, barber of the middle ages.

I’m agnostic…which basically means I choose to believe what suits my current needs.

And I NEED shrimp.

If blue whales get to consume millions of tiny shellfish on a daily basis, then I should get to have a few shrimp at the Crustyshack once in a while!

Because shrimp, like bacon and hamburgers, are respectable animals…and the best way to show your respect is by eating them.

Choke the Chicken

During an all too brief vacation in Kauai, I learned two things:

1)      Coconuts are natural laxatives

2)      Don’t turn your back on a chicken

I’ve had a few relationships with chickens and they’ve typically been good ones, but this trip to Kauai changed my whole perspective on poultry.

Retirees come to Kauai to enjoy the warm sun and lush landscape. What they don’t tell you is that thousands of chickens do the same thing…

SMART chickens…

and these little, feathered, fiends want the island to themselves.

They have a whole system worked out to reduce the human population:

First of all, the roosters will keep you up all damn night. With about 200,000 roosters distributed around various hotels, visitors get to enjoy a symphony of perfectly timed crowing 24/7.

So after a sleepless night you drive your rental car around the island trying to avoid the chickens and the dozens of hatchlings that make it a habit of running in front of your car at every blind corner.

Nobody wants to run over a fluffy little chick (unless you’re Hawaiian and know better) and so you’ll find yourself crashing into a palm tree instead.

Chicken : 1

Human asleep at the wheel : 0

If you DO manage to get to the beach, you’ll fall asleep on the sand and get sucked out to sea by a sneaker wave (the ocean seems to have struck up a partnership with island’s poultry).

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Chickens, like cockroaches, are a force to be reckoned with.

And chickens, like roaches, can live for weeks with their head chopped off, as seen in the case of “Mike” the headless chicken:

Mike was meant to be chicken dinner, but he just REFUSED to die. The majority of the brain stem was left intact after farmer Olsen took an ax to the chicken’s head and a blood clot stopped Mike from bleeding to death.

The little brain chunk left behind in the chicken was enough to keep Mike alive while he preened himself with his stumpy neck, strutted his stuff around the yard or communicated via a pathetic gurgle of a crow.

Mike eventually choked to death after 18 months of touring the country as a popular sideshow.

BUT, this just goes to show how resilient chickens really are.

A chicken functions normally with just HALF of a brain, chickens performing at full capacity probably cluck to each other about the meaning of life… and how to get vacationers off their island.

If you DO ever end up going to Kauai, bring ear plugs and try running over as many chickens as possible…

for everyone’s sake.

Blowhards and Blowholes

People will pay good money to watch a whale expel a cloud of snot into the air while it gracefully slides out of the water for a short breather.

Unfortunately, watching your 300 pound brother-in-law perform the same feat doesn’t leave observers feeling all fuzzy inside…

and people will definitely ask for their money back.

Whales have all the luck: Not only are whales admired for their sheer mass (A blue whale’s tongue-as large as an elephant- could crush a Buick), but they get to eat all day, are born with the innate ability to carry a tune and have a big hole in their foreheads.

This blowhole is what people line up to see when they go whale watching…

they know it’s unrealistic to really see anything else most of the time.

I was lucky enough to end up on a boat which a playful right whale decided to swim under for miles. This ‘little’ guy would pop up every few minutes and we would all run towards this massive animal while it proceeded to spew forth gallons of water, spit and warm air.

I got hit in the face by a rogue chunk of whale saliva, and was immediately envied by all the other passengers.

How could I BE so lucky??!

Whales and all the mammals in the cetacean family are some of the smartest animals on earth. I have a theory, and it has to do with the big ol’ hole on their foreheads:

This hole has GOT to be ventilating their giant brains.

I know my brain works a whole lot better after I inhale some fresh air into my nostrils…Ideally an ocean breeze.

Thankfully, without opposable thumbs, whales won’t be getting into too much trouble any time soon.

However, if apes learned to use a sharp stick to poke a brain-ventilation hole in their faces…we’d be in a sh&*load of trouble.