I noticed that Slick had no reply in defense of his curious position nor answered any of my questions.
I don't think I'll hold my breath.
I noticed that Slick had no reply in defense of his curious position nor answered any of my questions. I don't think I'll hold my breath.
Actually, I started composing an answer yesterday, but I had to leave to do other things. Fortunately, however, I've got an even better answer today than I then would have given:
Let's see, to the best of my recollection: Saturday afternoon, I ate some ground murdered bovine [with tomato sauce, cheese & pasta, in a dish we call "lasagna"]; Sunday evening, I was served [and subsequently devoured] a strip of lightly seared murdered bovine; and yesterday evening I enjoyed murdered shrimp and murdered scallops with broiled bell peppers on a wooden stick [we call those "kabobs"] and also broiled murdered salmon beneath a red sauce. Oh, and my best guess would be that the crust of the Key Lime Pie we had for dessert was made from a substance called "Lard," which is squeezed from that most versatile of carrion, the murdered bovine carcass. So yeah, I guess I'm all for cruelty to animals, especially when I get to snack on their murdered corpses [and sundry concoctions extracted therefrom].PS: Is this your final, final reply in the matter, or should I stick around for your final, final, final reply?