My Favorite Comeback
I am not the type of vegan who starts lecturing people about their choices. Although I will gladly discuss my diet with anyone (unless I’m on the potty. Good grief why do people insist on talking to me while I pee? My bladder is shy, okay?), I won’t point at someone’s hamburger and tell them what was done to the cow and what that cow is now going to do to their body.
But, if you point at my food first all bets are off.
Enter my fave comeback to people questioning the health, nutrition, and even the taste of my plate full.
Boy: Ewww broccoli is so gross.
Me: (Silent restraint)
Boy: Do you even have any protein on that plate?
Me: Start talking about my food and I will start talking about yours.
Boy: It’s just that that doesn’t even look good.
Me: You know what doesn’t look good to me? The dead chicken on your plate that had to go through un-Godly lengths of torture just to get tossed into a deep fryer so that you could get fatter.
Boy: … okay.
Point Sally. Bring it.



May 9th, 2008 at 12:42 pm
U go girl,
. I hate when people 50+ pounds overweight tell me that I’m not healthy for not eating meat.