Thursday, August 9, 2007

left overs.

I'm about to go downstairs.

open up my fridge.

pull out the styrofoam "doggie bag".

most likely stand half in the fridge with the door open...


and put a hurting on last nights spare ribs.


wish me luck.


I'm going in.

4 comments:

Keith said...

*the vegan bows out of the rib conversation*

Suki said...

lil something about gnawing the flesh off of a pig's skeleton that just...

made my day a little brighter.

I hear ya, though.

I go months on end without eating animal products if I see an injured kitten or dead bird.

moral subjectivity is one of my finer points.

viva la ribs!

forty f15teen said...

viva la dead kittens!

wait, isn't that contradictory?

Keith said...

If the ribs were still viva-ing, they'd be running away!

May you find your happiness wherever you can... :-)