[4yearlurker]

This episode reminds me of a incident that happened to me when I was a lad of 12 in 1970. I was working on a chicken farm in South Jersey. Big farm with about 40 thousand white leghorn layers. We had to weed out the roosters and we put them in regular chicken cages that were stackable on the side of the coop. The boss would feed them mash and fatten them up for his freezer. One summer day a man stops by the farm in a station wagon with S.P.C.A. written on the front doors. He said it was cruel to keep those chickens in the cages. My boss told him he would take care of it and sent me for his ax. He stated whacking the heads off right there in front of the SPCA idiot. Down the road he went shaking his head.

[FourPeas]

priceless

[cyclotic]

My sister in law was traveling in China in college. She was at a market when she saw an American animal rights whacko trying to buy all the live rabbits form a couple who had a stand at the market. She finally struck a price with the woman. The man gave her a large burlap bag, full of recently slaughtered rabbits.

The ahacko ran screaming

[mrmeyer]

Thanks for the post and for making me laugh.

[EggsAckley]

When I was 4 my rural-raised parents brought home a big white “runny babbit” which I immediately assumed was a pet for me. After a summer of raising her, the day came that she became dinner. When they tried to kill her she started screaming and the neighbor (chief of police) called the cops, thinking it was a kid being hurt.

Needless to say, “tastes like chicken” did not cross my lips at dinner time.

Now that I am raising chickens and soon will be raising rabbits for food, I tell all the kids that the chickens all have the same name: “Tastes Like Chicken.” We will NOT be naming the rabbits at all.