Poor Cows
Fuckin horrid
Warning graphic video
I'm sorry but this story is too horrid to pass up. I understand this day and age, farmers have to keep up with the Joneses to have a successful farm, but that does not constitute for animal abuse. Hitting them, kicking them, mistreating them. No medical care and they get abused when they're sick or killed, God forbid.
The last link is of tail docking. Where the young cow is strapped to a fence, WITH NO PAIN MEDICINE, and have their tail cut off then burned. WHAT THE FUCK????? If farmers believe that is a sanitary way to run a clean farm, the cows should be comfortable with pain medicine. I'd like to twist their dicks off like that then burn the stump.. Pull them up by their stomach and throw them around and kick them in the head. Just like how they treat their cows.
Why yes it is legal to farm animals, to breed them for meat etc but in no way should an animal be abused just because they are just for making milk or for their meat to be eaten. All animals no matter their job or destiny should be treated with respect and taken care of while they are alive.
There should be Animal Cops for dairy farms.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
La fichue famille suce l'âne
So I have these cousins who are my sisters literally. Well probably not today or anytime soon but eh. Zack, their brother my cousin, died in December. They came down went back home to Virginia where they live. They came down last Wednesday. One Nicole says she's moving back down here. I dunno about the other Robin. She might stay in VA.
So Saturday we have a party at Jules. I'm not completely innocent in everything cuz when I get drunk I say things or when I get mad my hate comes out so bear with meh. So Saturday they like to piss me off on purpose. They think it's funny when I flip out. Or get annoyed. Or whatever. So they ask asinine questions or call me names. So after I left, I had forgotten my coat there. I called back, it's like 3:30am, 8 times. Everytime they picked up, it was like calling LiveLinks or Quest or a sex phone operator. They would not answer me until I said I was going to call Robin's husband and then they all snapped on me calling me names saying they don't give a fuck about me, that I'm boring. So I'm upset about the whole sex thing and being ignored so I told them to go die in a car accident. NOW everything is my fault. I'm lying, I don't know what I'm talking about. And they say I use my disability to my advantage as an excuse. They know I'm not on any of my meds so they antagonize me anyways. I guess they pissed our grandma off really bad and made Zack's gf cry. So why am I always in the wrong?
So Robin calls this morning and leaves a nasty message on my voicemail. 'Look you little bitch, this is my time to shine. You are dead to me and nothing but a memory I wish I could forget. Don't call me again.' Bitch wishes I would call so her and Nicole can yell at me and make up more lies of what I'm supposedly saying as usual. So I respond on my Myspace with 'You're dead to me too ya ugly fucking cunt. Don't call me again. Rot in hell.' And my aunt says 'This isn't my daughters' page, it's mine. Respect me from what I see.' So now I have to watch what I say on the internet too???? No. I refuse to talk to them, or fight with them and they will apologize first or this family is broken forever. I'm no longer their lil comedy act they bring around to appease themselves nor am I going to feed into the drama that they love.
But that probably means I'll lose my aunt. -sigh-
And I'm the one who needs counselling. -snort- They've got problems they need to work out healthily instead of taking it out on people. I hate my family sometimes. Not all the family, just a few.
-bang bang bang- Why couldn't I have died in that car accident? Everything would be so much better 6 years later without me than it is with me.
So Saturday we have a party at Jules. I'm not completely innocent in everything cuz when I get drunk I say things or when I get mad my hate comes out so bear with meh. So Saturday they like to piss me off on purpose. They think it's funny when I flip out. Or get annoyed. Or whatever. So they ask asinine questions or call me names. So after I left, I had forgotten my coat there. I called back, it's like 3:30am, 8 times. Everytime they picked up, it was like calling LiveLinks or Quest or a sex phone operator. They would not answer me until I said I was going to call Robin's husband and then they all snapped on me calling me names saying they don't give a fuck about me, that I'm boring. So I'm upset about the whole sex thing and being ignored so I told them to go die in a car accident. NOW everything is my fault. I'm lying, I don't know what I'm talking about. And they say I use my disability to my advantage as an excuse. They know I'm not on any of my meds so they antagonize me anyways. I guess they pissed our grandma off really bad and made Zack's gf cry. So why am I always in the wrong?
So Robin calls this morning and leaves a nasty message on my voicemail. 'Look you little bitch, this is my time to shine. You are dead to me and nothing but a memory I wish I could forget. Don't call me again.' Bitch wishes I would call so her and Nicole can yell at me and make up more lies of what I'm supposedly saying as usual. So I respond on my Myspace with 'You're dead to me too ya ugly fucking cunt. Don't call me again. Rot in hell.' And my aunt says 'This isn't my daughters' page, it's mine. Respect me from what I see.' So now I have to watch what I say on the internet too???? No. I refuse to talk to them, or fight with them and they will apologize first or this family is broken forever. I'm no longer their lil comedy act they bring around to appease themselves nor am I going to feed into the drama that they love.
But that probably means I'll lose my aunt. -sigh-
And I'm the one who needs counselling. -snort- They've got problems they need to work out healthily instead of taking it out on people. I hate my family sometimes. Not all the family, just a few.
-bang bang bang- Why couldn't I have died in that car accident? Everything would be so much better 6 years later without me than it is with me.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
LATE
Wow I haven't updated in days. I keep thinking I already did. lol Gotta love the blondeness.
I'll add more later. As I went potty and totally forgot what I wanted to write.
Did anyone see the vampire story on the Huffington Post? Oooooh lordy lordy. Now I love vampires, but psssssst they're not real.
EDIT
YES YES YES I KNOW
I'll add more later. As I went potty and totally forgot what I wanted to write.
Did anyone see the vampire story on the Huffington Post? Oooooh lordy lordy. Now I love vampires, but psssssst they're not real.
EDIT
YES YES YES I KNOW
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