On Mar 31, 1:03*am, "D. Peter Maus" wrote:
And please do enjoy your toxic dead flesh cocktail of growth hormones,
antibiotics, feces, blood and puss.

* *****. Sounds like the salad bar at Wendy's.

A hamburger joint, figures. Personally I haven't touched any salad
dressing since reading the Reverend Jesse Jackson's autobiography in
which he boasted of spitting and peeing into salad dressing dispensers
when he worked as a busboy at a restaurant patronized by all white
customers. It was an act of civil disobedience he crowed, a "non
violent" action he is very proud of to this day. He related in detail
how much delight he took in watching "whitey slurping up the salad
dressing" he had just desecrated with his body fluids.

In fact I don't dine out at all, I've seen too much undercover video
of what goes on in the kitchens of eating establishments. Thankfully I
am an excellent cook and enjoy doing so.