Tuesday, October 29th, 2002
In response to a piece I wrote a few months ago about curiously California food choices at a nudie dance jam, a friend from the Midwest clipped out a newspaper ad from the local slaughterhouse, which I’ve posted for the sake of all my treehugging granola-county neighbors who also can’t fathom such a thing.
I’m entertained by the blissful expression on the cow and the blue ribbon on the pig. Yeah, they’re satisfied now, but little do they know they’re about $20 and 25 minutes away from being sliced and bagged.
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updated: 2004-02-22 22:49:16
