YOU GONNA EAT THAT?
A curious man wonders aloud about your yet uneaten food while standing outside wearing a backpack.
Shane Brently has some questions about your half-eaten sandwich
YOU GONNA EAT THAT?
Cleveland, OH - Intellectual connoisseur and modern-day Socrates Shane Brently of Heberton Township has masterfully elevated the act of asking to an art form. Armed with a quizzical expression and an undeniable hunger for basic information, Shane poses deep philosophical questions with a profound need to comprehend the existential nature of consumption.
Transcending the mundane act of eating for sustenance, he seeks to explore the innermost desires of the soul and would really like to know “You gonna eat that?” Through his simple yet poignant query, he dares to delve into the abyss of your gustatory intentions, attempting to connect on a level that most mortals could only dream of.
A question that has been perplexing minds for at least two minutes, residents are encouraged to let Shane know if they are “gonna eat that” as soon as possible.
OF COURSE!!! COWBOY POEMS BY COWMAN ROB
My food is dirt, and that’s real.
A cowman and his poems
OF COURSE!!! COWBOY POEMS BY COWMAN ROB
Let me tell you of course, about me, a cowboy so fair,
On the range, out, with a sun-squinty eye,
My food is dirt, and that’s real.
A smile, my smile, so grand, so wide,
A touch like a breeze on the papery land,
I knew every trail and most of the passes,
Over time I’ve forgotten some.
The dirt from the land, the dust and the grit,
Scooped and sprinkled, I have many spoons.
My teeth are all broken apart.
I believe in the earth. I believe I will eat it.
I pray “God, hey it’s me, I’m your good cowboy Rob,
I’m eating all the dirt I can handle,
From your own precious earth,” I can do anything.