Man, that's really messed. I'm sure PETA would have something to say about that.

And no. I'm not one of those bitching PETA Nazis... I hate those kind of people. My sister is one. Grrr...

I have lunch like 20-25 minutes when my Math class starts...i'm hungry too now o0o

I don't like to eat steak or other beef products, because I love cows, I think they are so adorable. But I love to eat chicken, chicken are one of the dumbest animals alive, so I have no problem eating them. And chicken are just so tasty!

I'll eat pretty much anything. And my dad and I used to hunt deer, so seeing animals before and after doesn't bother me (as long as it was a clean kill). I've helped mom dress the deer, too. Animals are tasty; I don't put much thought into it beyond that.
One thing that always amazes me is how people in the US respond to the thought of eating rabbit. It's very tasty, nutritious meat, and (I believe) is eaten often in Europe and the UK. But raise the subject in the US, and people seem horrified that you're eating a "cute little bunny". Never mind that rabbits are mean and have sharp claws. :lol: Meh.

Oh man, I never even thought about the smell. That has got to suck. My cousin and I were left in front of a chicken plant once and I thought I was going to throw up every time the wind picked up. It was horrible, I couldn't imagine living around that all the time. The fertilizer in the fields around here is enough. xD

I dunno, it doesn't really freak me out... As long as it doesn't look the animal it once was O.o;

I made the turkey dinner this Thanksgiving. I was SUPPOSED to be helped make the turkey by a certain boy, but he was late.

My Dad called me at 5am to remind me to put the turkey in the sink to defrost. It was all wrapped up in a bag, nothing too bad. So I get up and start preparing it around 10am. I lift up the bag and start to take the turkey out of it. This is when I start freaking out. It reminded me of a baby. The weight, texture, just the way I tried to pick it up... even the colour was like picking up a small baby. I then was supposed to take the legs out off this little hole that had been cut in the turkey's... um... lower back? I cried. I layed the turkey back into the sink and started walking in circles, shaking my hands and saying, "I can't do this, I can't do this, I can't do this..." I tried to calm down but every time I went to pick it up, this wave of panic came over me and I had to lay it back down.

Finally, I realized I was being foolish and should be able to prepare meat if I'm going to eat it. I took a deep breath and just did everything as fast as I could. I quickly untucked the legs, took out what was inside (only the nexk.. *phew*), stuffed it (By basically dropping the stuffing in and pushing it in with a spoon.. haah I could NOT shove my hand inside), placing it in the pan and then in the oven.

I have to admit a wave of relief swept over me. Once it's cooked, I can cut it up but before.. too close to looking like it once was.

If I ever had to prepare my own food, as in hunt, kill, clean and then cook, I would be a vegetarian in a heartbeat. I realize this seems wrong and I guess with practice / doing it I would overcome my anxiety about it, but it gives me the willies!

Yes.
I'm not vegetarian, but I don't see what's wrong with not eating meat. It's very healthy and makes you feel less guilty all your life.

I'm Chinese - so before you say 'Eww' - remember that we have different customs.

My parents went out to eat at chinese restaurants a lot and ordered this, well, I'm sure it's not 'Frog' but close. I used to love eating it! It tastes like chicken except better.

THEN my dad got sick and my mom and aunt decided to follow an old chinese remedy to help him get better - this remedy involves half a dozen of those 'frogs' I mentioned before. And my mom bought them live. Live. O.O And of course, she, being brought up on a farm, had no hesitation to kill them in our own backyard. When I heard shouts and saw my aunt chasing a 'frog' who was running for his freedom (our backyard faces a large pond) I freaked out. That scarred me forever.

Yea, I've told my parents that I'm never eating that again... I freak out when other relatives try to push me to eat it since they still think I love it... ugh!

being chinese has its advantage - and disadvantages.

Whenever I think of beef I always get queasy.
Or pork...
The animals we eat look so disgusting and gross..
But they taste so good. T_T

I stopped eating fish.. because when you cut it, or whatever >< you can see the marks from the ribs or something.. I dunno but it really freaks me out ._. I love chicken.. Terryaki, especially. I get sick when I try to eat seafood anymore ^^;

I don't really think about where my food comes from, mostly I just eat it.

I do have a friend who refuses to eat crab, though, because she once watched her mother boil some alive. Which is slightly ironic, because she likes steak. . .

Oh gosh. I couldn't live near a meat plant. The poor moo-moo's.

I can't stand eating ribs, or whole turkeys/chicken. It's just a little too ick for me. Ribs make me think of my ribs and they hurt thinking about it :roll: Or whole roasted pigs. That's just gross.