The Flinstones wore furs, they ate red meat, and had a stoneage philosophy. In fact, they were the first Republicans.
The meat. I'd barbecue it before I put it on
What's the meaning of all the pious clamor, condemning cocks and hens? Those who have no teeth are the greatest meat-haters.
That's why workers in France like horsemeat, because it's like a male thing that makes you strong. Cow meat is a much more female meat.
I knew I was dog meat. Luckily, I'm the high-priced dog meat that everybody wants. I'm the good-quality dog meat. I'm the Alpo of the NBA.
I could never stop eating meat. . . I'm not a good person to talk about diets. If I had to only eat salads, I'd kill myself!
I have a company called Earl Campbell Foods. I got into the meat business in 1991.
Standing in the corridor was a large plastic bin on wheels. He looked inside. Empty tins of dog food. That explained the spaghetti with meat sauce. Oh well, he'd eaten worse.
Let me live deep while I live; let me know the rich juices of red meat & stinging wine on my palate, the hot embrace of white arms, the mad exultation of battle when the blue blades flame crimson, and I am content". . . . . . Conan the Cimmerian.
I became a vegetarian at 15. I was always an animal lover and, as a teenager, became increasingly uncomfortable with the idea of eating meat. It was then that I started to research vegetarianism.
I'm a post-modern vegetarian. I eat meat ironically.
I'm a big fan of meat.
All of the agreed-upon pariahs throughout pop-culture history put their identities into the thing we decry. And yet we derive our own identities from the act of hating. We connect on the things we are disappointed in. Some may argue that nothing in history gathers a crowd like complaining about Lady Gaga's meat dress.
But vegetarians can eat this. . . Because intestines aren't even meat, Liz. They're just sh$*.
The transfer of three shillings and sixpence a day to every labourer would not increase the quantity of meat in the country. There is not at present enough for all to have a decent share. What would then be the consequence?
Hana: What on Earth is a 'barbeque'? Hel: A primitive tribal ritual featuring paper plates, elbows, flying insects, encrusted meat, hush puppies, and beer. Hana: I daren't ask what a 'hush puppy' is. Hel: Don't.
If man were immortal, do you realize what his meat bills would be?
When you operate in an overbuilt metropolis, you have to hack your way with a meat ax.
I'm always looking for something that's real and that's got meat on it. I think it's artistic suicide if you're too vain, or if you're afraid to play ugly. I would never fall for that.
Biology seems to be a chemical strategy for amplifying quantum mechanical indeterminacy so that it leaves the subatomic realm and can be present in a hundred and forty five pound block of meat.