when my kids were little I had a perfect defense to the Peta morons.
my girls would sing a song whenever we ran into them (thank God it wasn't very often. but around here it happens more often than most places). the girls were all dressed up in there going-out dresses, and 4 and 6 years old I actually saw them make a couple Peta freaks cry.
I don't know the name of the song but here are the lyrics. teach it to your kids.
way up north where it's cold, and you know there ain't no gold
people make a living off of seal skins they have sold
but me, I like to kill-'um because it's so full-fill'n
and I hate to see a baby seal grow old
now you don't kill a seal because you want a meal
you kill 'm just because you want to hear the little sucker squeal
you smash in their head, and now this parts just for kicks
you poke them in the eyes with your eye-poking-sticks
during the last line they do their eye-poking dance. they twirl around while making poking motions with their fingers.
it's all very cute.
they're older now and won't do the seal song anymore.
the oldest turned into a vegetarian.
oh well it was fun while it lasted.