MASS KILLING, submitted by benji. WARNING: THIS SITE CONTAINS GRAPHIC HOLOCAUST PICTURES. I've known PETA is a fairly stupid organization for sometime. That's kind of obvious. While I agree it's not necessarily a requirement that my meals need to be anally shocked to death, I think they tend to go way overboard in their holy quest to make animals our equals, or whatever crazy backwards belief it they peddle. I'm sorry, but until you show me a cow driving a car and filing taxes, it sure as hell isn't an equal. This site is perhaps the finest example of their insanity I've yet to see, as it basically equates every single meat eater on the planet to being a Nazi. What's more, they use the Jewish Holocaust as fuel for their insane proclamation. Images of starving concentration camp victims are put side by side with cages full of chickens and other animals. I certainly can't speak for the victims of the holocaust, but I know if I was starving in a concentration camp, I wouldn't hesitate to bite the head off one of chicken should the good lord provide with opportunity to do so.
"The Holocaust on your Plate" would be the ideal slogan for a Third Reich themed fast foot franchise, but instead it's put to misuse by the PETA clowns eager to force-feed us their viewpoint. I can understand choosing to be a vegetarian, as that's a basic freedom people are free to abuse. Heck, even Hitler, a major proponent of the holocaust, was a vegetarian. But cripes, condemning everybody as Nazis seem a little like, oh, I don't know, FUCKING OVERKILL. I'm sorry, but I don't think chickens deserve the same rights we do, not when they're that damn delicious. Call me old fashioned, but I think a better way to champion a respectable cause would be to not act like assholes about it. But really, I guess I can accept being a Nazi if it means I get to say, "HEIL SAUSAGE!" Maybe I'll even make a dynamic red armband for myself with black chicken leg shape on it.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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