Greg was in militant mood,"Eating fish? Go fish! That's about as moral as buffalo hunting was. You know we'll have empty oceans by 2048 if this goes on, right? Oh yeah, and then we all die. So, there's that. Fuck tuna."
Lacey shrugged, "I'm with you, Bud. I'm pro animal rights, pro healthy oceans, but I'd die if I ate what you eat. I need fish on my plate and meat too. Perhaps it's a little unfair of you to make that comparison?"
Fish? What?! Well, that brings an entirely new level to the phrase, "Eat shit and die." I'll pass, thanks. Eating shitty pollutant and plastics is for dumb asses.
There came a time to realise that all the lectures in the world on good eating can't match a great example set and easy access to healthy food.
The act of eating for good health became a self-hug, and one that became a great role model for others.
To eat well is to love the self, to share good food with others is to create the bonds of heaven.
Eating was a way to nurture himself, to show his body that it was worth the effort of good nutrition.
Eating was by far her favourite time of each day, not she was ever one for snacks, just three square meals and often a small supper.
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