Friday Terrorveggie Blogging

Corrente will not be cowed. 08-17-07_1034

Call me when it’s time to get out the eggs and tomatoes. I mean, erm, “eggs” and “tomatoes.”

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Oh. My. Fucking. Gawd.

I’m reminded of the old Frank Zappa song, “Call any vegetable,” whose lyrics (you can look them up) are even more a propos today:

No one will know
If you don’t want to let ’em know
No one will know
’Less it’s you that might tell ’em so
Call and they’ll come to you
Covered with dew
Vegetables dream
Of responding to you
Standing there
Shiny & proud by your side
Holding your hand
While the neighbors decide
Why is a vegetable
Something to hide?
YAR-R-R-R-R-G-H!

Now this is a vegetable with nothing to hide!

We. Are. Going. To. Die. We must restore hope in the world. We must bring forth a new way of living that can sustain the world. Or else it is not just us who will die but everyone. What have we got to lose? Go forth and Fight!—Xan

Wow! Will that fit in a

Wow! Will that fit in a harness?

That's An Eggplant ...

To make a grown man blush. Especially a certain Representative from Florida.

MMmmmmm. Eggplant Parmesan sammiches. Your garden is doing GREAT!

—mf

From High Atop The Mighty Corrente Building… Comes Wisdom.

Or Is That A Zucchini Of Intimidation?

The color is a bit hard to see— but, that thing goes beyond chastisement.

—mf

From High Atop The Mighty Corrente Building… Comes Wisdom.

MF- not an eggplant. and it's good for both chastisement

and inspiration. giggle.