Originally posted by Rich46yo
Then why are you here commenting?
You should see the life that chicken you had for dinner last night had. Hypocrite! I could try and explain wildlife management to you but no doubt youv seen one to many Disney movies.
It tastes like Chicken John. Yaknow? The KFC kind that lived its 6 mo life in a shoebox and then got its horrified little head chopped off. Or sometimes it tastes like beef. The kind they raise in the closet and then cut its terrified throat so regulator and Indy can east their cheeseburgers.
I dated a woman a few years ago that was a vegetarian. Big mistake, but she was so good looking when I looked at her working out at our gym, that I could not resist. She could not cook worth anything, too, not even decent vegetarian meals.
Her two kids though ( she was divorced like me at the time ), were VEGANS! They were even more radical than she was.
Since there was never any decent food to eat at her house, I once made the huge mistake of bringing over some KFC for myself, so I would be able to eat. Her kids were not around, and she was OK with it. After finishing, I put the KFC box and other stuff in the garbage can in the kitchen.
Well, the daughter comes home ( dressed in her usual all black clothing and wearing all of her piercings ), and she finds the KFC box in the garbage! A most unholy loud scream then erupts from the kitchen! And then she comes rushing out of the kitchen with the garbage can in her arms, out the front door of the house, and flings the can out onto their front yard, spilling the contents all over the yard.
Then then SCREAMS at me what an utter MONSTER I am, and goes on and on about how KFC chickens are tortured and abused, and warns me to never, ever bring ANY chicken into their house again.
I stopped seeing her mother about 10 days after that event. Both of her kids absolutely hated me, especially after they found out that I was also a hunter, besides being an immoral meat eater.
