YSaC, Vol. 1735: Look at the bones!

2014 July 28

Cattle Bones


Large cattle pelvic bone, some spine, etc. Tired of them lying around. Call first, no texts.

Darn cattle bones, just lying around. Get a JOB, ya calcified hippies!

(Thanks Jason!)

19 Responses leave one →
  1. 2014 July 28
    Ralph permalink

    Bum steer.

    Adores: 4
    • 2014 July 28
      One Moving Violation permalink

      You can tell the bones came from a male bovine.

      some spine

      Anagram this.

      Adores: 1
      • 2014 July 28

        Pecil!

        Adores: 1
        • 2014 July 29
          Veal Mooing Into Vino permalink

          No Windy spies on me.

          Oops!

          I mean, No Windy, “Spies On Me”.

          Adores: 1
  2. 2014 July 28

    Pelvic bone connected to the spine bone.
    Spine bone connected to the ….

    Um….

    Well, what do you want? They’re free, aren’t they?

    Adores: 4
  3. 2014 July 28

    I’ve got a bone to pick.

    Adores: 3
  4. 2014 July 28
    Grumpy Grammy permalink

    Hang on to them.
    Pile them up.
    Call them Pile o’ Bones and found a city on the site.

    The city of Regina, Saskatchewan was founded on the site of a location the First Nations people called Pile o’ Bones, which was indeed a pile of bones.

    Oh sorry, those were buffalo bones. Move along. Nothing to see here.

    Adores: 2
  5. 2014 July 28
    capnmac permalink

    Dem bones, dem doggone cow bones . . .

    Adores: 3
  6. 2014 July 28
    HamCan permalink

    Sparky wants to give someone his bone?

    Adores: 4
    • 2014 July 28
      nojazzhere permalink

      Remember the “..all hat, no cattle” post??? Well…..found ’em…..

      Adores: 4
  7. 2014 July 28
    One Moving Violation permalink

    I’ll take ’em! I’m tired of all my boneless cattle lying around.

    Adores: 4
    • 2014 July 28

      That’s bull!

      Adores: 2
      • 2014 July 28
        One Moving Violation permalink

        I suppose you’ve forgotten my story of my boneless puppy that grew up to become my boneless cattle dog?

        Adores: 1
  8. 2014 July 28
    Irregular Fractal permalink

    I’m thinking those vertebrae would make a nice bedazzled coat rack for a teenage daughter.

    Adores: 3
  9. 2014 July 28
    Yancy permalink

    Talk about lazy. Ol’ Bessie gets sick. Sparky does nothing. Sparky’s wife pleads to call vet to tend to Bess. Sparky does nothing. Ol’ Bessie sadly up and dies. In the front yard. Sparky does nothing. Wife nags Sparky to haul decaying cow away. Sparky does nothing. Wife nags Sparky to shoo away vultures, coyotes, and shiftless goth kids from decaying Bess. Sparky does nothing. Wife threatens to leave unless rotting gut pile is removed. Sparky does nothing. Wife leaves. Sparky watches Ol’ Bess rot some more. One day while walking across the lawn to check the mail, Sparky stubs his toe on the sun-bleached, calcified skull. Finally he decides to get rid of the bones, but how? How does the laziest of the lazy get rid of sun-bleached cattle bones strewn around his yard? Why, Craigslist, of course!

    Adores: 4
  10. 2014 July 28
    limelolly permalink

    Sparky should have never built his house in the middle of a cattle graveyard.

    If those bones are moved, bad things will happen.

    Adores: 6
  11. 2014 July 28
    Ralph permalink

    I see by your outfit….

    Adores: 3
  12. 2014 July 29
    limelolly permalink

    What kind of job would calcified bovine bones have? They, obviously, aren’t mooovers.

    Adores: 3
    • 2014 July 29
      Veal Mooing Into Vino permalink

      Cattle Bones

      Let Bones Act.

      (I need to stop this anagramming.)

      Adores: 1

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