It was kind of a non-story.
Surely we all know that any kind of processed meat product is just a bunch
of animals indiscriminately lined up and shoved into a mincing machine.
I mean, hellooo, have you seen polony? Remove the ‘l’ and an ‘o’ and there you have it.
Polony. Pony. Polony. Pony.
I mean, hellooo, have you seen polony? Remove the ‘l’ and an ‘o’ and there you have it.
Polony. Pony. Polony. Pony.
And the thought still doesn't disgust me
as much as the thought of a McDonald’s Fillet ‘o Fish.
I’m not sure what I find so repulsive about the Fillet ‘o Fish (I've never tried one) but I suspect it’s the unnatural square shape. It doesn't make sense as I've seen the chicken burgers and I still eat those by the dozen. Yum!
I’m not sure what I find so repulsive about the Fillet ‘o Fish (I've never tried one) but I suspect it’s the unnatural square shape. It doesn't make sense as I've seen the chicken burgers and I still eat those by the dozen. Yum!
But horse isn’t so bad. The French
eat ‘em. It’s not panda or rhino meat. It’s not KFC.
From a humanitarian point of view,
I’m sure the horses were treated better than the average factory chicken – even
the free range ones – and that they lived to an old age before their corpses
were tossed in the patty-grinder.
In my opinion people should be more
concerned about how much sugar and salt is in their processed beef than how
much of it comes from an animal that isn’t a cow.
To Tesco: Just repackage as 'Bronco Burgers - What Real Cowboys Eat!' and you'll be fine.
To Tesco: Just repackage as 'Bronco Burgers - What Real Cowboys Eat!' and you'll be fine.
