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Originally Posted by BigBen
the chicken's head is seperated from its tasty body?
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Okay, this made me laugh.
I used to fish in Boy Scouts but hated gutting the fish. I've trapped mice using sticky traps, and kill insects with much zeal.
I enjoy a good steak (in fact, I had one 10 minutes ago), but don't know if I could do the killing myself. When I think about it, it's like the scene in "Restaurant at the End of the Universe" where the cow talks to Arthur about what cuts would be good.
Could I become vegetarian? Hell no. I enjoy food way too much to limit my palate.