Thursday, July 19, 2007

Let Them Eat Steak.


On the scale of things that are great, I'd have to say steak is at the top of the list.

Seriously. Nothing really makes you feel like an Alpha Male compared to when you're out in the yard, chewing on the bone of a ribeye.

So last night, my humans gave me one. I just went outside with it and hung out. The neighbor dogs couldn't stop barking. I'm sure they smelled it. Ha, ha, ha. Bastards.

As I gnawed on that little piece of heaven, I thought how cool it would be if I ran with a pack, and we, like, killed our own prey for food. That's the kind of shit you think about when you eat steak.

But then I wouldn't get any cheese. And cheese is almost as good as steak.

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