Nah, veganism is a religion. You don’t get into a religion because of pictures of meat.
Now, pictures like this may turn someone’s stomach and make them stop wanting to eat meat, though I have no idea how damn wimpy someone would have to be for this picture to bother them, but a piece of meat in front of them wouldn’t.
Hell, I’ve been wrist deep inside of wounds and it didn’t turn me vegan. I’ve cleaned up road kill and it didn’t turn me vegan.
This is just some clean meat decorated. It’s no different than stuffing a turkey, or butterflying a chicken breast, or doing a stuffed roast, or a braciole.
Seriously, I’m being a dick here, but you have to be a giant fucking wimp to see this picture and be so grossed out that you stop eating meat. Like, any motherfucker that can’t handle this picture would fucking die if they ever had to actually kill their own food. And that’s such a massively wimpy thing, I can’t think of a word for how utterly fucking lame that is. Like, motherfuckers, what the fuck would you do if you got injured and saw your own muscles? Pass the fuck out and die, that’s what would happen.
Are people really that disconnected from reality? That the sight of some clean meat is some kind of horror? Jesus fucking Christ on a pogo stick, how sheltered does someone have to be for that? I mean, offense intended, but anyone that grossed out by this picture needs to grow the fuck up and get some life experience.
I was part of the vegan cult for years until I read this comment, thank you for saving me.
I was a wimp. I didn’t enjoy the idea of harming and killing animals, I had watched videos of animals being gutted alive and having their throats cut and squirming for literal minutes afterwards. This was uncomfortable, but only because I was a wimp.
After reading your comment I manned up and took my dog and 2 cats, strung them up while they were whimpering (which was hilarious), and slit their throats, cooked their delicious innards, and am finally able to walk again (I was only able to crawl because I had been nutrient deficient for so long despite what my libtard doctors told me).
I’m happy to live in a free country where I can do whatever I want with my property. In China I bet you can’t cook a dog because the government is just a bunch of moralizing leftists. God gave us domain over animals, and so I get to choose what I want to do with the animals I purchase.
Nah, veganism is a religion. You don’t get into a religion because of pictures of meat.
Now, pictures like this may turn someone’s stomach and make them stop wanting to eat meat, though I have no idea how damn wimpy someone would have to be for this picture to bother them, but a piece of meat in front of them wouldn’t.
Hell, I’ve been wrist deep inside of wounds and it didn’t turn me vegan. I’ve cleaned up road kill and it didn’t turn me vegan.
This is just some clean meat decorated. It’s no different than stuffing a turkey, or butterflying a chicken breast, or doing a stuffed roast, or a braciole.
Seriously, I’m being a dick here, but you have to be a giant fucking wimp to see this picture and be so grossed out that you stop eating meat. Like, any motherfucker that can’t handle this picture would fucking die if they ever had to actually kill their own food. And that’s such a massively wimpy thing, I can’t think of a word for how utterly fucking lame that is. Like, motherfuckers, what the fuck would you do if you got injured and saw your own muscles? Pass the fuck out and die, that’s what would happen.
Are people really that disconnected from reality? That the sight of some clean meat is some kind of horror? Jesus fucking Christ on a pogo stick, how sheltered does someone have to be for that? I mean, offense intended, but anyone that grossed out by this picture needs to grow the fuck up and get some life experience.
I was part of the vegan cult for years until I read this comment, thank you for saving me.
I was a wimp. I didn’t enjoy the idea of harming and killing animals, I had watched videos of animals being gutted alive and having their throats cut and squirming for literal minutes afterwards. This was uncomfortable, but only because I was a wimp.
After reading your comment I manned up and took my dog and 2 cats, strung them up while they were whimpering (which was hilarious), and slit their throats, cooked their delicious innards, and am finally able to walk again (I was only able to crawl because I had been nutrient deficient for so long despite what my libtard doctors told me).
I’m happy to live in a free country where I can do whatever I want with my property. In China I bet you can’t cook a dog because the government is just a bunch of moralizing leftists. God gave us domain over animals, and so I get to choose what I want to do with the animals I purchase.
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