If those PETA bitches weren’t such prudes, I might be able to get behind their cause. But it’s all false expectations, just like a goddamn veggie burger. If Olivia Munn actually stepped up and offered her beef flaps, well, I’d cage her in my basement like a veal cow. But it would be a powerful advertisement.
You know what pisses me off about PETA. I don’t care what decisions you’ve made with your life. I do care when you start raping my face with them. And the fact they seem to care more about their animals than their women. I get that these girls make the decision to run around doing soft-core porn on the street, but even I respect myself too much to do that shit in the name of a damn chiwawa.