Kliban by B. Kliban for December 23, 2024

If it was the abattoir, the song would be “Climbing the steerway to heaven.”

Bos-Co?

Complete with the stuff my older cousins told me my feet would grow if I stepped in it (size 13 today).

So you know the meat they sell is fresh. You’ll have nothing to beef about.

Pretty sure that’s a Blue Öyster Cult song…

I’ve heard this one before, but I love it.

And that’s no bull!

He used to be, but not any more.