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( , Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
Are you a QOTWer? Do you want to start a thread that isn't a direct answer to the current QOTW? Then this place, gentle poster, is your friend.
( , Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I was veggie for a good few years
And my conversion was triggered by a very specific event:
A school friend of mine lived on a farm and used to have great parties in the fields, which would always be very drunken affairs.
One morning, with hangovers crawling around our heads his Dad informed us we were going to help him. He didn't ask us if we would, you understand, he told us that we would, and we had no choice.
So, with queasy stomachs we were herded into a barn where we sized up the queue of cows waiting by the door.
The purpose of this exercise? To remove the the stubs of the young cows' horns. Apparently a standard procedure, but one that wasn't pleasant for anyone involved, particularly the cows.
We were all assigned jobs and I was given the unenviable task of holding the device that was used to gouge them out. The first time it was passed to me; fiery hot with bits of cow horn slowly cooking on its tip, I vowed never to eat meat again.
I lasted seven years until bacon & chicken conspired to sufficiently weaken my resolve.
( , Sat 19 Jul 2008, 12:22, Reply)
And my conversion was triggered by a very specific event:
A school friend of mine lived on a farm and used to have great parties in the fields, which would always be very drunken affairs.
One morning, with hangovers crawling around our heads his Dad informed us we were going to help him. He didn't ask us if we would, you understand, he told us that we would, and we had no choice.
So, with queasy stomachs we were herded into a barn where we sized up the queue of cows waiting by the door.
The purpose of this exercise? To remove the the stubs of the young cows' horns. Apparently a standard procedure, but one that wasn't pleasant for anyone involved, particularly the cows.
We were all assigned jobs and I was given the unenviable task of holding the device that was used to gouge them out. The first time it was passed to me; fiery hot with bits of cow horn slowly cooking on its tip, I vowed never to eat meat again.
I lasted seven years until bacon & chicken conspired to sufficiently weaken my resolve.
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