My variety of vegetarian is that I don't eat land animals. I still eat fish and shellfish. I used to say I didn't eat meat or poultry, but then people asked about pork. So no land animals, except for the occasional bacon because it smells so good. You can see that this isn't a religious choice.
And the thing is, I like my evil like I like my men: evil. You know, straight up, black hat, tied to the train tracks, soon my electro-ray will destroy metropolis BAD.
Buffy ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Laura - Mar 05, 2007 11:58:42 am PST #8969 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Steph L. - Mar 05, 2007 12:01:03 pm PST #8970 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
The gourd! We must follow the gourd!
Don't follow me!
It's a test!
Now, fuck off!
How shall we fuck off, O Lord?
DavidS - Mar 05, 2007 12:02:02 pm PST #8971 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
They had an article in the Wall Street Journal the other day about food rationing during WWII and some of the nutty recipes (often literally) people came up with to accomodate the absence of beef.
The funny part was that chicken and fish weren't rationed during the war, but people were trying to eat faux meatloaf made of lentils and soybeans anyway.
Vintage Dudes! Just roast a frickin' chicken.
That'd make a good chain, wouldn't it? Frickin' Chicken! (Now Served With Lawful Waffles!)
tommyrot - Mar 05, 2007 12:04:59 pm PST #8972 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
They had an article in the Wall Street Journal the other day about food rationing during WWII and some of the nutty recipes (often literally) people came up with to accomodate the absence of beef.
I've read that during WW-II, the British cut their sausages with sawdust to make the meat go further.
Daisy Jane - Mar 05, 2007 12:13:00 pm PST #8973 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
So, if you're feeling like a jackass already and have to send an email to apologize for it to a dear sweet friend, you know what'll make you feel like the hugest jackiest of asses?
Having your friend write back to say he is glad you're alright because you weren't acting like yourself, and it's his fault anyway because he could tell something was wrong the other night and should have asked about it but instead went on about all his stuff and can you possibly forgive him?
Gawds!
Vintage Dudes! Just roast a frickin' chicken.
Ha! I'm going to start referring to any historical personage as Vintage Dude! or Vintage Chick!
tommyrot - Mar 05, 2007 12:15:12 pm PST #8974 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Ha! I'm going to start referring to any historical personage as Vintage Dude! or Vintage Chick!
It's the Dinosaur Comicification of... stuff!
beth b - Mar 05, 2007 12:15:45 pm PST #8975 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Vintage Dudes! Just roast a frickin' chicken.
I believe chickens were expensive back then. but I am lazy so umm, I'm not going to look it up.
Matt says he'd like to be a vegitarian. I'm not interested in restricting meat that much. However, on any given day I might cook anything rangeing from vegan to carnivore feast.
edited because lie and like are not interchangable
tommyrot - Mar 05, 2007 12:16:49 pm PST #8976 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I believe chickens were expensive back then. but I am lazy so umm, I'm not going to look it up.
Yes, but not so expensive that presidents couldn't pass out chickens to everyone....
DavidS - Mar 05, 2007 12:19:24 pm PST #8977 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I believe chickens were expensive back then. but I am lazy so umm, I'm not going to look it up.
Nuh and Uh! Chicken was poor food. Any farm can have a bunch of chickens running around. My Mom never got to eat any pork - that was saved for her Dad's breakfast. (From the hog they slaughtered once a year and hung out to smoke).
Sparky1 - Mar 05, 2007 12:21:03 pm PST #8978 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
DJ, when you next see this person, give him a hug and tell him you're glad to know him.
My DH realized that lamb meant baby sheep meat right before we went to NZ and he refused to eat it anymore, thereby limiting his already severely limited choices (no pork, shelfish, fish, etc.).
I, on the other hand, ate extremely well on that trip.