One Steak Please, And I Want It So Rare I Can Hear It Moo
Holy Lord, do I hate PETA.
When my family got our first dog, we all started saying hello to him before we would say hello to anyone else in the house when we arrived home from work and school.
This led my mother to institute a rule for greetings when we entered the house that I think can be carried over to the rest of the world:
Fuck PETA. You jackasses make the rest of us Liberals look bad.