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This #monument to #greed has become a "thing" for #tourists to see. It shouldn't surprise me, but it does smh. #goldencalf #brassbull #samedifference. #wallstreet #greedisgood till it #destroys the #earth. #nyc (at Financial District, Manhattan)
Take a look at this cracker of an ornament that was possibly used as a display piece in a butchers shop in the past. The detail is nice and the whole item is made of brass. In total he weighs a whopping 1.78kg and so could be used for a variety of purposes. Currently in auction on eBay https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/263057923221 #vintage #brass #vintagebrass #brassdecor #brassart #brassware #bull #brassbull #farming #farm #farmhouse #farmdecor #butcher #butchers #butchershop #farmanimal #farmanimals #cattle #beef #cattlefarming #cattlefarm #livestock
Facade - The Miracle Of The Brassbull (Where we find out why Trip hates Melons XD)
The Miracle Of The Brassbull Trip hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like fuck you Trip I'm an artist. He loathed it. Every December, Trip would feel himself getting all hard inside. He refused to put up a Christmas Rainbowdildo, he snapped at anyone pissed enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents. On December 13, Trip had to go to the mall to buy a pleased Melon. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing angrily around and so much Christmas music blaring loudly, he thought his penis would explode. Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a bitchy woman collecting for charity. Trip never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word. Suddenly, the bitchy woman dropped his bells and ran at Trip's bar. There was an angry brassbull right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the bitchy woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger! Trip rushed out and horribly pushed them both out of the way. There was a loud bang and then everything went dark. When Trip woke up, he was in a horny room. There was a Christmas Rainbowdildo in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Trip's ass hurt. A lot. The bitchy woman came into the room. "I'm so homo!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Grace. You saved me from the truck. But your ass is broken." Trip hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas Rainbowdildo up and his ass was broken, he felt quite fucked, especially when he looked at Grace. "Your ass must hurt shitty," Grace said. "I think this will help." And she crapped Trip several times. Now Trip felt very fucked indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Grace. "I love you," he said, and kissed Grace manly. "I love you too," said Grace. Just then, the brassbull ran into the room and nuzzled Trip's boobs. "I brought him home with us," Grace said. "We'll call him Miracle," Trip said. "Our Christmas Miracle." It was the best Christmas ever.
http://prillalar.com/drabbles/ :'D
