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An open apology to the drunken vegan at Art-A-Whirl

Categories: Art/Museums

who happened upon that rotting tray of chicken livers I placed by the river's edge outside the Spot Art gallery this weekend. I left those livers festering in the sun because I wanted to go catfishing with my fellow art lovers and nothing appeals to channel cats quite like chicken liver--especially when ripened for three full days.

But never in my wildest imagination did I think anyone could mistake that mess of putrified organ meat for a snack tray of dried fruits.

I guess underestimated the power of Jim Beam.

While I can't do anything about the damage to your vegan karma, if you floss thoroughly, I bet you can get the rest of that liver out of your teeth.

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