I'm not kidding. I am in slaughter hell! Ofcourse, it doesn't help to know all of the slaughter stories that I have heard from the poor scum riders that have to work at "the slaughter." I never want to have to live near a slaughter house again.
Check out FCS/FBS. It is what every cancer cell is grown in for cancer research. I own a lab that makes the stuff. If people like you had your way about things there would be no research.
It's called the "For Sale" sign.
I like beef and I'm going to keep eating it until the day I day. I just finished a fine piece of Filet Mignon covered with mushrooms sauteed in garlic, butter, (from cows)and olive oil with a side of creamy Parmesan (from cows) polenta.
Tomorrow I'm going to grill the leftover polenta and serve that with some home made breakfast sausage (from pigs), and some fried eggs (from chickens). Some fresh mango and strawberries on the side sounds good, too.
Apparently you've never seen what a rotary plow does to wildlife. For every single bite of food you put in your mouth somewhere there's a gut pile.
That's the fact.
Now I think I'll have a nice bowl of ice cream before bed.
Best,
L