From lapsed Catholic Metro, who will doubtless burn in eternal hellfire for it or at least have to release an album of traditional Irish ballads before his reputation will be rehabilitated.
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Category Archives: tasteless
he’s got balls…and he wants you to eat them
Well you gotta admit it’s the most creative use of liposuctioned human fat you’ve ever heard of. It can’t ALL end up puffing up Lindsay‘s pout.
And it’s Art!
Marco Evaristti, a Chilean/Israeli/Danish conceptual artist (oh, aren’t they all) underwent liposuction (to, from the looks of him, no avail) and made the suctioned human fat into meatballs, which he then fried in olive oil, displayed in a gallery, and canned.
Then it starts to get weird.
“What I’m trying to do with these works is to give society a jolt and make it ask questions,” the 44-year-old said in a telephone interview from Denmark, where he lives with his wife and children.
“And it can answer those questions, and in that way maybe we can be a little better as human beings.”
Evaristti’s meatballs piece consists of 13 tins of the meat on a long table, in an echo of Christ’s last supper.
He says the work is about the sanctity of the body and an unhealthy modern obsession with food and weight loss.
“Firstly, I want to show people that meatballs made with my fat are no more disgusting than the meatballs you buy in the supermarket,” he said.
“Secondly, it’s a dialogue with a modern society that lives to eat, rather than eating to live as it should be.
“You eat, and when you’re fat, you go to a clinic, have an operation, have your fat removed and you start to eat again.”
When he displayed the piece in Chile, Evaristti invited 12 people to join him in eating the meatballs in a last supper.
How did they taste? “Even better than my grandmother’s,” he said.
In all honesty, now I’m hungry!
Would you eat those meatballs?
I absolutely would; I would be so irrationally excited at a chance to eat those goddammed meatballs you cannot possibly imagine it because if you tried to cram all that joy between your ears and run it through your little grey cells it your head would assplode! Like the Death Star! With paranoia and magnesium flares and Wookiee co-pilots and a bombastic, derivative John Williams score playing in Dolby Surroundsound!
It would be teh ossum.
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lolgoth #10: lolgoths meet lolcats in Marilyn Mansonkitteh
Poop smear?
This easily wins the award for Best Stuff Found On WordPress In, Like, A Bajillion Years. Behold a small snippet of the glory that is She Got Her Pap Smear WHERE?
R (my neighbor)….”I had to take my sister to the doctor last week. She is already 23 and never had a pap smear. Since, she is a virgin, the doctor did the pap smear in her behind”.
Me…”Her behind what?”…
The conversation continues…
…See, now she has angered me and I am resorting to using big medical terms like turd and poontang.
Figuring that this might get interesting, I make myself calm down.
Me….”Why did she have to go to the doc? Is she ill?
R…..”She’s suffering from lack of malnutrition”.
Me…..”Don’t you mean lack of nutrition?”
R……”NO!! The doc said lack of malnutriton. I was standing write there when he said it.”
Me….”Well, I gotta run. Got things to do. See ya around. Hope the ass-smear turns out OK”. (Couldn’t resist saying “ass-smear”. I’m such a smart-ass sometimes)
Sounds to me like somebody needs a new gynecologist. Or more intelligent relatives. What do you say? Did this woman actually get a poop smear instead of a pap smear, or is the woman’s sister just demented and dumb as a bag of rocks, so she eventually tired of trying to explain it to said sister and just made shit up?
But yaknow whut? There is a precedent. Warning: that link not safe for work OR lunch.
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