It’s Labor Day. Time for a last blast of summer.
What is Labor Day without a cook-out of burgers and dogs... the all-American meal for an all-American holiday? Actually, I remember a particular Labor Day with a certain pig. I’m not talking about anyone in particular… I am talking about a big ass pig with pig ears, pig’s feet and a squiggly tail...the Real McPorky.
Once Upon a Time...we lived in a neighborhood that got together every Labor Day, One year we decided to forgo the burgs and dogs...and roast a pig. Believe me, it wasn’t my idea. I wasn’t particularly excited about seeing a whole pig choking on an apple, rotating and roasting over an open fire pit for 12 hours. I’m pretty sure a few neighborhood kids needed psychological counseling after that day.
Anywhoooooooo....
Our buddy, Lou, volunteered for pig duty for the Labor Day party. He picked up the pig the night before (not in a bar, smart ass) and needed a place to store it...so he put it in his bath tub. Might sound crazy/cozy, but it wasn’t like he was taking a bath with it. Although Louie confessed to washing the pig’s back.
Lou unwillingly became close and personal with his piggly wiggly friend when he slipped...trying to lift the pig out of the tub. Lou landed right on top of him in an open Bacon sandwich. Yet, a few more kids needed counseling, after seeing Lou press the ham.
Have a great Labor Day. Go hog wild, burger happy, or hot diggity dog crazy..and enjoy the last blast of summer!
2 comments:
we sounds so barbaric! but i guess in a sense it was... haha wish i was eating a burger with you and dad by the ocean!
haha I can't believe we did this.. roasted a pig.. ahhhh
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