HURT (ALWAYS ACCEPTING)

[Solomon the Prophet]

"it's because of my dad that I like it, but then again, I only like some meats the way he made them." Sam says, "The store bought ham is always disappointing. You should try some of his ham, even a teeny tiny bit, it's really good."

[GoldleafOG]

"Mmmm..." Josh made a face, "It's hard to explain..."

Mason walked in, "When Josh was ten." He began, sitting down, "His school took a fild trip to a farm. Now, this farm was local, and they always killed pigs at least once a week for fresh meat, and the local... Um... What you call it? Butcher or something like that, and Josh was one to witness little little ritual."

Josh quivered, "It was awful! The way they killed him and he squealed and they cut him up... It was too much!"

[Solomon the Prophet]

Sam winces, "My dad sedates the piggy first, they don't feel anything when he does it. He loved his animals."

[GoldleafOG]

"These people looked serious. They snapped the neck quickly, they say it keeps people from eating things they shouldn't." Josh sniffled, "Im sorry, it's sad..."

[Solomon the Prophet]

Sam nods, "it's always sad. But the old pigs were in pain anyway because they were old. Sometimes it can't be helped anyway."

[GoldleafOG]

Josh shrugged, "I don't eat meat. Just no."

[Solomon the Prophet]

Sam nods, "I get that."

[GoldleafOG]

Josh yawned and stretched, "I dated an Emo once."

"That was random... but true..."

[Solomon the Prophet]

"Emo?" Sam asked.

[GoldleafOG]

"Emo." Josh nodded.