





suddenly one of our guys waved me over and said, 'matt, i need your knife'. i told him that although it was a gerber, i didn't think it was the best option for what he had in mind. 'dude, we need a knife to kill the bull. i gave him my knife but then a 'traditional' knife appeared. after a little talk by those giving the big dollars for the project, a bull was dragged out on to the road, hogged tied, and its throat slit. this is suppose to be 'bless' the road or something like that.as bull was being sacrificed - having its throat slit from ear to ear and blood was gushing all over the place, the prez was getting back into his motorcade and swiftly whisked away.



then the traditional dancer appeared and did their thing to the sounds of beating drums.






hmmm....i could go for a t-bone steak right about now!!
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