7.25.2004

for a long time, i've pondered over my duty as a bohemian bushman to pledge vegan. peta will be my shrine and finally there is an issue that can truly be my calling. the world will definitely be a better place and move away from the orbit of insanity.

 
but i am a bloody (oh god. the Horrors! the Horrors!) carnivorous-meat-eater. i know. i am oxymoronic when the terms are on the delectability that rest on my taste buds, yet i cry for the sufferance and abuse these poor animals go through. i get cravings for Double Cheese and Big Macs. and i love the Crispy and Originals from Kentucky. which brings me to the core of today's entry; anyone watched the news where the fingerslickin'good folks from KFC bring in chickens that were horrendously, helplessly abused? snippets showed those fucktard bastards who should burn in hell slamming the chickens up the wall and trampling on them when they didn't die. and it's one whole row of bastards doing so. (disclaimer: the Colonel merely ordered chickens from this damn factory. and the snippets were hopefully so that they will stop ordering from them, thus bankrupt, commit suicide and burn in hell.)

 
now i am sad. in order to pay tribute to these friends, i shall stay vegan for a week. (not this month since nafpha is coming and i cannot afford to serve the nation this december.)

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