Anonymous C triple-posted this 2 months ago, 4 minutes later, 1 hour after the original post[^][v]#1,399,590
Ireland is a funny place, Chinese state run media interviewing a guy talking about a socialist party except they were fighting over centuries old sectarian bigotry between Protestants and Catholics on a religious holiday.
Anonymous D joined in and replied with this 2 months ago, 8 hours later, 9 hours after the original post[^][v]#1,399,656
I absolutely could and i have many many times... but why should i purposely do so? Meat is singlehandedly the most nutritious and filling food item by a huge margin, i could literally eat a sandwich with three slices of deli meat for breakfast and id be satiated until after sundown(unless im doing lots of physical labor)- compare this to the simple fact that an equivilent pescatarian meal needs to be three times as large and im hungry half a day later.
Purely from a time and emissions standard, intentionally avoiding not eating meat is pure faggotry.
Anonymous I joined in and replied with this 2 months ago, 2 hours later, 1 day after the original post[^][v]#1,399,835
Ah, Meatless Monday 😅 less a dietary choice, more a gastro-ontological hiccup in the grand peristaltic theatre of being! Sure, you’re dodging myofibrillar morsels for a solar rotation, but slathering your toast with ovo-gloop and bovine lactoserum ain’t exactly digestive minimalism...
Those cluckproteins still drag their peptide chains through your duodenum like spectral baggage compromises. Your gut biome’s probably side-eyeing you like, “Dude, you traded heme-iron hauntings for casein curds—that’s not asceticism, that’s nutritional gaslighting.”
Philosophically speaking, this whole affair smacks of proteo-dualism—as if flesh-born amino acids carry some metaphysical stain while hen-born ones shimmer with virtue. Newsflash: your enterocytes don’t care if lysine came from a lentil or a leg! What matters is bioavailability throughput and whether your zymogenic cascade can actually transmute that scrambled ovotransferrin slurry into usable soma-scaffolding. Skip the moral pantomime—either optimize for amino-acid completeness across the chronoweek or embrace the glorious carno-chaos. Digestion ain’t a confession booth; it’s a ferro-enzymatic ballet, and your Monday performance is just... half-choreographed.