If you can, imagine living your life confined to an area so small that you can't sit or lie down, ever. Can you imagine doing this for 24 hours, much less your whole life, day after day until you're so weak you can't even eat? Well now add to this living this miserable existence in total darkness, no sunlight ever. the only time you're in the light is when your keeper turns on the light to feed you. Now that's not all, add to all of this being taken away from your mother days after you were born. Now let's add everything up. you're scared and alone, you want your mother to come be with you but she can't, you can't lie down and rest and you aren't allowed sunlight. When you're finally at death's door, you're led outside and slaughtered. How the hell can anybody do this to another living being? I only wish that I could give them a small taste of the hell that these poor animals go through. This is the "life" that a calf has to look forward to when it is unlucky enough to be raised on a veal farm. I personally will not eat veal and if I could have just one wish, it would be that everyone would boycott the sale and consumption of veal. It kills me to think that garbage like veal ranchers are making money at this cruel inhuman act. I just hope that there's an extra extra hot place in hell for these "people". Better yet, let them live eternity in the hell that they put these infants through. Please don't eat veal and please tell your friends not to, please.

See the beautiful deer with it's head held high all full of pride and life? What a beautiful graceful beast it is. See Mr. Redneck sitting in his tree stand munching on a bologna sandwich, drinking beer and listening to the race on his headphones. He's a mighty hunter, forging the weather in his $400 woolen jumpsuit. He's out to tame the wild, yes he is. See the beautiful, graceful deer all full of life wonder into the path of Mr.Redneck? See Mr. Redneck pull out his high powered rifle with the high range telescope take aim, he almost dropped his sandwich but not to worry, he caught it and tucks it away in his pocket for later. See him squeeze the trigger? Hear the earsplitting kaboom from his rifle? See the bullet rip through the flesh of the once proud deer? See the deer's mouth fly open in shear pain and shock as it's life is being ripped away from it by a red hot chunk of lead? See it fall to it's knees as the last seconds of life are stolen away? Now hear Mr. Redneck hoot and holler? See him get so excited he falls out of the tree? (I had to add a little vindication) See him sqash his sandwich. Oh the mighty hunter has conquered the wild beast. He's so full of pride as he stands over his kill. It was him against the beast and he has won. Don't ask me why the high powered rifle doesn't ever come into play, because I've never figured that one out. Then you have those that say they only use a bow and arrow to kill their prey, because it's more of a challenge. Yeah you stupid bastard and when you hit a deer with one of those arrows and it's not an instant kill the poor animal runs off to hide and slowly and painfully bleeds to death never to be found by the Great Hunter. How anybody can get a thrill from killing a defenseless animal I will never know. A once beautiful creature be it a deer, a squirrel, rabbit or whatever else, how anybody can take joy from taking it's life is just totally beyond my comprension. It's just sick. Oh you hear these dumb asses say it keeps nature in balance but if there weren't so many people taking over thier natural habitats and killing off their natural predators you wouldn't have an over population of animals. If hunters want to kill something they should go out in the woods and hunt each other. That would get rid of a lot of the over population problem right there. Oh and look at the head mount they could have. They could make it look as if it was still in it's natural state, by putting a big chew of tobacco in it's jaw and place a John Deere hat on it's big dumb ghourd cocked ever so slightly to the side with a quizzical look on his face as if he were actually saying "Duh huh". Well, I guess as long as there's people,there's going to be redneck hunters.

The New Webster's Expanded Dictionary describes music as follows: melody of harmony; the science of harmonious sounds. So how the hell can anyone call rap, music?! There's never been a more pathetic excuse for anything called music than rap. I mean you got a bunch of idiots jumping around making stupid-ass motions with their hands, grabbing their dicks and reciting poems that a third grader could write. Oh but they add the words motherfucker, fuck and nigger to their little poems and they have a damn hit record. Let's not forget the same friggin' electronic drum beat that accompanies every single one of these pieces of shit. But wait, let's get real creative, let's take a perfectly good record with good music on it and scratch the hell out of it, spit a few times into the microphone and you've just bought yourself a mansion and a damn Mercedes!! I cannot for the life of me understand how there can be so much of this bullshit in record stores to buy. They all sound exactly the same so why is one more popular than another. I would think that if you bought one cd, you would have all that you ever needed to have. The fact that one day you hear about this big rap genius and two weeks later, they're history should be a clue that these idiots have no staying power. Look at groups like Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix, Marilyn Manson. These guys have been around for a long time, some longer than others, but you remember them, you know them, even if you don't like them, they have what it takes to last more than two or three weeks. Their names are a whole new act of ignorance. LL Cool J stands for Ladies Love Cool J, so if you call him by his first name, I guess you call him Ladies, right?. I don't really understand why rappers pack it up so fast, there's plenty of third graders to supply them with lyrics.