A man tells his guest that he does not eat vegetarian food at dinner.
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Girls, want more wine? Over there. So, what are we having, chef? Lentil and feta salad and roasted squash. Smashing. And main course? That is the main course. Right. Well, it's just, I don't eat vegetarian. What do you mean? I'm a meat-eater. But Mark, you normally join me on a veggie. Yes, I know. And when you two came round for dinner, we made you a mushroom risotto. I was sort of expecting you to return the effort. Could you turn the heat, please? Sorry, I didn't know you felt so strongly about it. It's an ethical thing. I don't think humans should be treated like this. You know, you know, we don't eat meat in this house. Oh, come on, you must have some meat somewhere around here. What what was that I saw wandering round earlier? The cat. I'll have that with some rice. No, that's the cat. Look, quite lean and gamey. But it's ours. It's a pet. You mean you keep an animal in captivity? For no reason? That's barbaric. At least pigs are for sausages. Oh, no. You see, they're not. They're actually highly intelligent creatures. Oh, yeah, right. They're doing secretarial work on the farm. Come on, they're sausage fodder. Why else would anyone keep pigs? Well, to to Because Pig cheese, pig wool. Well, pigs are expensive, pink, and annoying. But they're also delicious, which is why we breed so many of them. There might be a few polar bears left if more people wanted one for breakfast. What? Where are the pigs, Daddy, in the zoo? More mushroom risotto, anyone? Oh, not so caring now. Face it, you want the hound to species to extinction. Me, I just want to eat some meat. Shit. Exactly. All right, then. Here, there's a hammer under the sink. Got you, and not a word about this to Wendy.
