It turns out that the origins of the vegetarian diet has nothing to do with the discovery of the socialist brain of a liberal Democrat as was once thought. In fact, Mrs Happy and I happened to stumble upon the origins of vegetarianism while we walked from isle to isle at a gun expo packed full of guns and grandmas. I swear I saw a couple old ladies walk out of there with semi automatics strapped around their shoulders.
Something tells me they aren't vegetarian, considering this beef jerky salesman says that vegetarian is an old Indian word that means bad hunter. That reminds me. I went hunting for the first time a few weeks ago. Didn't get a darn thing. I wonder if that means I'm destined for the vegetarian lifestyle.
Or not.
Or not.
