I'll go if the Jew goes.
If I help kill it, that makes it Kosher, right?
I got to get working on my cornrows!
Reena Kawal is an attractive woman.
Why did you capitalize kosher?
Because it's capitalized in Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary, asshole.
@2 Is that how it works? I've always wondered...
Pigs are people, too! Delicious, crispy people!
You love me for my assholery.
To be Kosher it has to be killed under the supervision of a rabbi. "Supervision" meaning a certificate in a cheap frame in the window, usually. I don't think just grabbing a random juif for the kill qualifies.
This thread is EXACTLY like an episode of Moonlighting but with a Poe and a Jew instead of a Dave and a Maddie!
Romantic banter is adorable.
Murderers.
@9 Um, yeah, I'll add that to the list.
@10 If I make it lower case "kosher", I think that could work.
Seriously, jews arent baptists; not everyone is qualified in discussing scriptural interpretation.
It's the spices that counteract the cancer-causing agents in BBQ, by the way. And Orthodox Jewish rabbis are the least qualified to interpret the Torah, from my viewpoint.
The only way it can be kosher is if WiS is MIA.
God, I'd pay $50 to whack him with a machete, eh?
Bacon!
Gawd, that's so bizarre.
On one hand, I support the goal (people understanding where their food comes from, that ideally being a small farm), and the organization sounds cool.
On the other. . . well, first of all, it's just amazing that this is what we've come to. Shelling out fifty bucks to attend this food-tourism slaughter-as-entertainment event. Second, this is nothing like the source of 99% of the pork that people actually eat. Pigs eating ice cream before they die a quick, humane death? Cute. If that were the real world, I'd be eating bacon for breakfast instead of tofu.
So. . . yeah. Huh. Interesting.
Only animals with cloven hooves and that chew their cud are considered appropriate for kosher consumption and only if slaughtered in a certain way. Pigs have cloven hooves, but do not chew their cud, so no matter how many Jews or rabbis or blessings or certifcates hanging in cheap frames, pigs can't be kosher.
Kosher (or Halal, for that matter), absolutely not.
But succulent? Oy gevalt!
Hell yes, I'm going, and I'm bringing my kids. They need to know that pork doesn't come from the grocery store. The chance to show support for local, humane raising AND slaughter of our food is priceless. If I spend a few bucks to kick in for lunch, booze, the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker, and even the chef's time, it's worth it.
Well as long as it's "a hell of a lot of fun"...
I would have a modicum of respect for these people if they at least treated the needless slaughter of a helpless and friendly, sentient animal as the sobering experience of horror that it is, rather than a cause for music and festivities, because if that were the case, I could at least tip my cap to the fact that they have the willingness to face the reality of meat-eating. However, as it is, I can only say this much: May the lard karmically pillage and choke their arteries to the brink and fill their asses with endless, child-terrorizing mounds of dimpled, wrinkly, zit-covered flab.
Will Kid Icarus be dazzling us with another wistfully poignant but redundant dis?
Soo excited!
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