PETA: People for the Eating of Tasty Animals

"I don't know why the kids want to watch "Bambi" again," I grimaced. "It is soooo boring..."

(Want proof that Walt Disney hated children? Just watch "Bambi" in it's entirety and the scene from "Cinderella" where the mice are dragging the key up the stairs. You can't tell me they weren't contrived expressly for the intent of driving children to distraction with boredom...)

"It's cute!" Jeremy replied, dragging a packaged container of meat from the fridge. "And it's teaching them, ya know?"

I snorted.

"Teaching them what?"

He unwrapped the meat and began hacking at it with a knife.

"To respect animals," he countered, pointing the knife at me for emphasis, and then went back to his chore. He slapped a bloody portion onto the counter top and began stabbing it with a fork.

"Respect nature, and it will respect you," he remarked sagely, and then ceremoniously marched out to the grill and tossed the meat on, grunting with satisfaction.

"I don't know about that..." I muttered.

*Disclaimer: The above may or may not be completely accurate (Jeremy stood behind me while writing this exclaiming, "I didn't say that!" to which I replied, "No, but it's funny!").