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Death's Door, the view from the Spanish announcers table: <strong>have it your way</strong>

Thursday, November 4

have it your way

Fucked up headline of the day;
“Britain urged to crack down on ape meat trade”
It seems that there’s a proliferation of African Ape meat being smuggled in the UK and being sold as tasty treats. Kind’a makes dog meat not so important, eh? People-eating-the-meat-of-Apes. That’s bout fucked as it gets.

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I was reading on the Net the other day that South Korea is taking a unified stand against the capitalist imperial pigs of America. They’re telling PETA and every other round eye muthafucker in sight that eating dog is a national pastime and so good for ya! Korea's been getting all kinds of bad press over this issue and they've had enough of our shit! Korea’s been eating dog and the occasional stray cat for centuries but there’s also South Korean’s who cherish and love the little furry sacks of meat more then their own kids. What a nation in turmoil. Word on the street has it that Korean folk eat dog for the sexual vigor that comes after a heaping bowl of poochie chowder, plus it also heals what ails ya. But there are also Korean people who love dogs so much that they won’t take a job unless they can bring little Sparkie along for the day. And now there are special restaurants that cater to the dog lover crowd, I mean as in Ole Yeller can sit at the bar and lap up the Evian out of his own bowl. And there are still restaurants where a cool Korean cat after polishing off a bowl of spicy crimson soup made of stewed canine, red pepper and sesame leaves can light up a smoke and burp up Fido to his or her hearts content. All I’m sayin is that what right do we have to dictate what’s right or wrong for other people in other countries to eat or not? Hell we enjoy sushi, tartar (raw ground beef with spices), and escargot. Cow brains and pig knuckles and headcheese and all other kinds of shit I can’t think of. And just the other day I had dinner over my Mother’s house and I watched her and my Aunts gleefully knock back plates of ox tails and barbequed pigs feet. The world has enough division without America getting into somebody’s business about what they eat. Give a muthafucker a break why don’t we.
"and the monkey flipped the switch"


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