Wednesday, February 16, 2005
and here's why vegetarians bother me so much:
it's the attitude.
i find that eating is a very enjoyable experience.
i know that many other people feel this same way.
the proof lies in the fact that there are so many successful restaurants that seem to make a lot of money by serving people all kinds of food. it's what groups of friends tend to do when they are out to have a good time.
so when i'm about to take a bite out of a greasy burger that's dripping from the fatty juices it was cooked in, the absolute last thing i want around me is some one making a putrid face and saying one of the following phrases:
1) just smelling that makes me want to throw up.
2) do you know what they do to the animals that this food is made from?
3) how can you stand to eat that?
4) that's just sooooo unhealthy!
i know where my food came from! it wasn't pretty! chances are, it wasn't even in a healthy and sterile envronment when my meal met it's bloody end.
the contents of hot dogs is whatever they don't throw in spam, and whatever is in spam is whatever they don't throw in hot dogs.
circle of life.
and i'm sure i've eaten a cat taco at one point in my life.
and i'm not even opposed to eating dog, as long as it doesn't taste like dog. cause that's just gross. ...probably tastes like chicken anyway.
i've known a a lot of vegeterians in my time. heck, even one of my brothers - in law played the role for a while. his wife brought him back over. i thanked her for that.
and most, not all, were doing it just to be trendy or to stand out... or be gay.
and also, most, not all, make it a point to make everybody else miserable who want to eat anything that had eyes or feelings at one point in it's life.
and call yourself vegan or whatever you want to brand yourself as. just leave the rest of us carnivores alone while we eat.
well...um, actually i do play the other side of the coin.
i'm all about eating dead animals. especially in front of veggie lovers.
i'll eat with my mouth open.
i'll order two burgers just to throw one away so that the cow (or other animal that tastes like cow) gave it's life for no good reason! God bless America!
one of my favorite things to order is veal. it's true, ask my wife!
i don't mind if the animal was put in a small cage, tortured, verbally abused and killed slowly by incestuous white trash!
heck, you could have even named it a cute fuzzy name before you hit it in the head with a sledge hammer just as long as it's cooked right and slap some sauce on that dead slab of meat!
i usually like to name mine "norman" and ode to city slickers.
here's the tall and short of it.
i'm getting older.
it's only a matter of time before some doctor comes along and tells me to stop eating food that tastes good. so don't go botherin me while i'm chewing loudly now. i'll get mine sooner or later.
circle of life.
mmmm butterburgers.
oh, and don't be gay.
it's the attitude.
i find that eating is a very enjoyable experience.
i know that many other people feel this same way.
the proof lies in the fact that there are so many successful restaurants that seem to make a lot of money by serving people all kinds of food. it's what groups of friends tend to do when they are out to have a good time.
so when i'm about to take a bite out of a greasy burger that's dripping from the fatty juices it was cooked in, the absolute last thing i want around me is some one making a putrid face and saying one of the following phrases:
1) just smelling that makes me want to throw up.
2) do you know what they do to the animals that this food is made from?
3) how can you stand to eat that?
4) that's just sooooo unhealthy!
i know where my food came from! it wasn't pretty! chances are, it wasn't even in a healthy and sterile envronment when my meal met it's bloody end.
the contents of hot dogs is whatever they don't throw in spam, and whatever is in spam is whatever they don't throw in hot dogs.
circle of life.
and i'm sure i've eaten a cat taco at one point in my life.
and i'm not even opposed to eating dog, as long as it doesn't taste like dog. cause that's just gross. ...probably tastes like chicken anyway.
i've known a a lot of vegeterians in my time. heck, even one of my brothers - in law played the role for a while. his wife brought him back over. i thanked her for that.
and most, not all, were doing it just to be trendy or to stand out... or be gay.
and also, most, not all, make it a point to make everybody else miserable who want to eat anything that had eyes or feelings at one point in it's life.
and call yourself vegan or whatever you want to brand yourself as. just leave the rest of us carnivores alone while we eat.
well...um, actually i do play the other side of the coin.
i'm all about eating dead animals. especially in front of veggie lovers.
i'll eat with my mouth open.
i'll order two burgers just to throw one away so that the cow (or other animal that tastes like cow) gave it's life for no good reason! God bless America!
one of my favorite things to order is veal. it's true, ask my wife!
i don't mind if the animal was put in a small cage, tortured, verbally abused and killed slowly by incestuous white trash!
heck, you could have even named it a cute fuzzy name before you hit it in the head with a sledge hammer just as long as it's cooked right and slap some sauce on that dead slab of meat!
i usually like to name mine "norman" and ode to city slickers.
here's the tall and short of it.
i'm getting older.
it's only a matter of time before some doctor comes along and tells me to stop eating food that tastes good. so don't go botherin me while i'm chewing loudly now. i'll get mine sooner or later.
circle of life.
mmmm butterburgers.
oh, and don't be gay.
