The Barn by Ralph Hagen for July 20, 2009

Ouch, that one hurt…

A friend of impeccable taste.

Somebody has good taste in friends.

A typical response to a vegetarian diatribe. Touché!

love this one… good comic

“Yummy!”

Just be glad it isn’t you, Stan.

Doctoon - I grew up on a farm, the key is in numbers. If you only have 1 or 2 of an animal, they become a pet. When you have to go out in -35 degree weather to feed a hundred of them, you look forward to seeing them on your plate.

Ralph Hagen’s going to get a lot of angry letters from PETA-heads.

Ditto - DigitalFrog. I also did 4-H - pigs. I named the first one and was devastated when I was offered money for him, realizing he was a goner, until my dad pointed out that I could by 3 of the coveted bike I wanted…….bye bye names. Hello cash!

i have probably eaten several of stan’s friends

I spent all of my summers on a farm, as a kid. You have pets and you have livestock. I was still disappointed when an animal was about to become food.

My father would let us kids raise the runt of a litter of hogs. That one we would sell at the stockyards, rather than eat. The kid who did the work, got the money, and the hope that someone bought the hog for breeding purposes. However, we ate the siblings. Being the “baby” of the family, I always thought it was poetic justice to eat the big bully siblings!

Pigs eat their own offspring, occasionally, so why shouldn’t we?

Eat the pigs, I mean, not our own offispring. Or at least only in moderation.

Be a good friend and pass the ketchup.