Frazz by Jef Mallett for January 27, 2017

I collect rocks. I look for the meaning of life in them.

You want to see a half pound of raw beef tongue frozen to the flagpole all day?

Caulfield, unless you have the meat at a temperature approximating the normal human temperature, your experiment is only producing your secondary desired result.

I wonder if that cow’s name was Flick? Sure would be appropriate.

I double-dawg dare him to do it.

What a waste. Beef tongue sandwiches, especially on pumpernickel with a little horse radish, are wonderful.

It will need to be moist.

Does enlightenment involve a flagpole licking task?

So what will the the “enlightenment” he thinks he will receive from freezing meat to the pole? It will defy gravity, it will either be cut off or hot water will remove it. Don’t waste it eat it!