Neckbones: Heaven In A Bowl For Less Than Three Bucks
Posted by Dewan Gibson | Filed under Humor
Man, these neckbones and greens is gooder than a bitch. I planned on going to bed early last night, but they just kept calling me. It’s not just the taste, but the challenge of getting all that devil meat off without chipping my pale yellow teeth. It’s about ripping that bone apart with my strong black hands, salty nectar splashing my face and soaking my palms. It’s about licking my fingers for 15 minutes straight, yet having the foresight to save a bit of the residue for facial moisturizer and shoe shine. It’s about the memories…Mom yelling, “Don’t eat all the damn meat out the greens, fool!” and Dad beating me with a wet rag when I did. It’s about the ancestors who made do with whatever remnants of the pig Whitey left them, ate those bones dry and then sharpened the remains to stab that cracka in the neck. Neckbones are love. Neckbones are freedom. Neckbones are me.
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3 Responses to “Neckbones: Heaven In A Bowl For Less Than Three Bucks”
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Keisha Says:
February 22nd, 2012 at 5:49 pmhahahhahhaahahhahahhhahahaahaahhahahaha
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Keisha Says:
February 22nd, 2012 at 5:50 pmis that…a hamhock? if so, where did you find on the size of a puppy?
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Dewan Gibson Says:
February 22nd, 2012 at 5:50 pmLol. Nah, that’s a neck bone. It was a thick ass hog.
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