PETA won’t be happy till we’re wearing human skin parkas and eating burgers made out of everyday peoplez. Those tree molestin’ loons continued they’re push toward a certified assault to the face and vital organs from yours truly with their latest whoring for attention being on food, which of course is 1 of my favorite past-times. I’ve tollerated the foolishness about the fur *zones out, gurgles, “Fur is murder, faaaaaabulous murder”* but when you start messin with my Fillet-a-fish (if that’s what it really is) from McDumpys and baby fish eggs on crisp soda crackers well that’s just Un-American, Un-American indeed!
They’ve dubbed fish: ‘sea kittens’…………….no really, ‘sea kittens’!
Honestly, I’m not really bothered. If they call them ‘sea kittens’, that’s just a cute name I can think of as I inhale a plate of ’em with tater fries and fixins. Being a black southern gentleman, from sturdy, cholesterol rich country people, I’ve eaten my weight in catfish many times over. So I just need PETA to know that if they try to mess with my tasty’n’fried, fatnin ‘sea kittens’, lives will be lost…………..no seriously I’ll claw their eyes out, I mean it.
Z’maji, “Here kitty, kitty, kitty…………Z’maji wants to give you a nice warm corn meal and hot grease bath”