Monday, December 14, 2009

RIP World's Cutest Calf

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You know, whenever anybody finishes watching The Wicker Man, it's always all, "Oh poor Sergeant Howie" this and, "Poor Sergeant Howie" that. But ya know what? Fuck him. With his holier-than-thou 'tude, he always gets on my goddamned nerves. I mean sure, depending upon your point of view, he does end being "holier" than these Pagan folks, unless you're Pagan in which case I guess YMMV, but even as a non-Christian I'd have to put a point in Howie's column for actually trying to save a girl's life and not setting other people on fire, I guess. But does he gotta be so damn uppity about it?

So fuck him. The real tragedy of The Wicker Man is this adorable baby cow is also burned up in the fire:


Look at that bitch! Adorable. And I doubt they even bother going up there after everything's burned and at least salvaging some veal, so this shit's for naught. For naught! And then there's these geese:


Who, while not as cute as the cow and therefore of less worth, are still innocent victims. Innocent and delicious victims! Just think of all the tasty food they could've had here. What a waste! A terrible waste.

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

My posting on this seems like such a meandering waste after this. :)

Stacie Ponder said...

The animals give me the sads. I swear, the rest of the wicker man could have been filled with elderly and children and I'd still be saddest about the barnyard animals.

Aimee said...

I've always felt terrible about that calf...sigh.