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08-12-2005, 09:57 PM | #243 (permalink) |
snickers
Join Date: Mar 2005
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Well I told my mom that she is "messing around" about me being vegan way too much.
But she just said, "Haha wait until I tell the rest of the family about this, listen to all the $hit they'll give you." So I'm definitely not backing down now, for no reason whatsoever... Everyone's thinking I'll only do this for a week and then quit...like it's just a diet. Yeah....I'll get the last laugh... *Evil laugh*
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08-13-2005, 09:43 AM | #247 (permalink) |
Atchin' Akai
Join Date: May 2005
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The question I asked earlier in this thread was designed to force the vegan/veggies into a moral choice between eating meat or certain death.
I admit the question could have been put better. What I should have included was that by eating the meat your survival would have been ensured and I suspect the fact that it was'nt, was used skillfully, by some, as a loophole to avoid answering the question (you slippery non meat eaters you). So come on...what's it to be? Would you rather starve to death than eat meat? Ladyluckrules...you chose b). Good for you I admire your principles |
08-13-2005, 09:47 AM | #248 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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well ill eat the chicken if i have to i would prefer be a nice juicy cow
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
08-13-2005, 09:54 AM | #250 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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^ fu,cking hilarious hookers
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |