you’re nothing but a glorified walking piece of cheap steak made at the last second because the mom miscalculated the number of guests eating dinner at her place thus the preparation and execution of your rotten meat was hastily cared for like a math worksheet being done in class as the teacher is walking around stamping homework. you came out well done when medium rare was the intent so you were thrown in the trash and a vegan hamburger was bought for the poor lad who was watering at the mouth for steak. the boy is reluctant to touch anything vegan but beggars can’t be choosers so he takes a bite and his life is forever changed. it tasted better than he could ever have imagined so from that day onwards he stayed vegan. your meaty ass was quickly found by a stray dog about half an hour later. the dog has been starving for days and doesn’t take an interest in you but beggars can’t be choosers right? WRONG, the dog takes a quick sniff and equally as fast whips his head away. fast forward 10 years and that young lad from before? he’s now in high school and he’s boasting to his friends about his vegan lifestyle and sporting a holier-than-thou attitude to which no one finds pleasing. that dog? he died that very night due to hunger. RIP