We were all very excited to hear that we would have chicken for dinner. My excitement quickly faded when I saw the chicken......it was still alive. I had to leave camp while they killed and feathered the thing, but then I had to do my part. So Shylock and I proceeded to gut and chop the chicken. Yes, I will eat the chicken. But meat looks completely different to me now. No more meat for me in the states. Don't care if this makes me a hypocrite.
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