Hot Slut Of The Day!
Alison Brierley, artist and eater of roadkill. Yes, this is the newest episode of “You Might Be A Cyrus If….”
Some ladies who come down with a serious case of the BABIES!!! start craving all sorts of bizarrely weird shit like frozen ketchup, pickles dipped in chocolate pudding, raw brains (see:American Horror Story) lawn grass, chalk and/or a new bitch who won’t run away when she tries to slap his ass for knocking her up. But a British artist of North Yorkshire says that her stomach gets a boner and she starts slobbering at the mouth when her eyes land on a dead ass bird lying on the side of the road.
When Alison sees an animal with X eyes lying dead on the road, she doesn’t get on her knees, pick the maggots off and then chew on the meat with her bare teefs. Alison cooks that shit. Alison has cooked street meat before on the show “Come Dine With Me,” but she says her craving has gotten stronger now that a fetus is pulling some Occupy Womb shit on her body. Alison has cooked and eaten everything from pigeons to owls to to pheasant to deer. She even uses the animal’s hide to make jooree. Alison explained her hunger for roadkill to Metro UK:
“Usually I eat really healthily but now I’m pregnant I get strong cravings for roadkill. It’s more gamey than other meat and I love the taste. I also don’t have to feel guilty about eating it because I know it’s had a completely free range and natural life. I would like to try fox and badger but they’re never in good enough condition to eat; although I have used them for my artwork. One of the big reasons for being public about this is that I want to raise awareness about where food actually comes from. Some people are so blasé about picking their food off a supermarket shelf without giving a thought to how it lived or how it was killed.”
Yes, when her baby gets older it will probably bring home rabbit heads and dead birds like your cat does, but somebody’s gotta pick up and eat the roadkill. It’s probably healthier than whatever kind of meat McDonald’s puts between two buns. So I say, keep eaten’ that (roadkill) chicken!
That being said, one thing I cannot and will never condone is her NOT RIGHT craving to wear grown woman pigtails.