Meatless for the Time Being

I was flipping through channels and I came across a program featuring a bunch of UK folks who go to different slaughter houses to see where their food comes from and how it's done. I almost threw up because it was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen in my life. Seriously. I posted something about it on my facebook, and then the hecklers started. Well, for one, I was a vegetarian for two years. The only reason I stopped was because of an incident where it was either eat the ham sandwich or starve. So, don't tinkle on my parade. And second, I know animals are for eating but if you saw what happened, you'd question the integrity of that grease-soaked burger wrapped in a wax paper smile. The poor bull was scared out if it's wits until the butcher put this gun to it's forehead. One day it's grazing on grass in a sunny pasture, the next, it's being escorted to its death. It was sickening. I'm a member of PETA, but I'm not like all super crazy vegan who splashes red paint on fur coats. No. I'm in it for the humane treatment of animals. So put that in your pipe and toke it.

It might not last forever. My family is full of meat eaters, and I love bacon. Actually, a few seconds ago my mom announced dinner was ready. Meat sauce and spaghetti. No thank you. I don't want any. But, for all I know, I could stick to my guns this time and not cave in. Poor little animals :(