One Bite...

She never ate meat. She was raised this way. For no particular reason other than her parents always believed that animal protein was unhealthy. They had no moral or religious reason for not eating it other than that. She had eaten meatballs before…um but the “meat” balls she ate were made from tofu, nuts, bread crumbs, and spices.

 She was going to be the Maid of Honor at her best friend’s wedding. Unfortunately, the rehearsal dinner was going to be served in her friend’s family traditional manner. And that was to only serve meat and nothing else; all kinds of meat from all kind of animals. Pig, cow, lamb, goat, chicken, turkey….and who the hell knows what else. She always liked the smell of good meat cooking, but, of course, never would partake in it.

  It was time for the rehearsal dinner and she has decided out of “respect” for her best friend’s family tradition, she would go ahead eat the darn meat. She thought hell one episode of eating it wasn’t going to completely obliterate the health she had built throughout her life of not eating it. She thought it smelled good, so she believed hell yeah, it would taste good too!

  She is sitting at the table in the great big mansion that was owned by her best friend’s parents. The surroundings were delightful and the cooking aromas were enticing.

  She’s a little nervous and also she didn’t eat anything all day because she wanted to make sure she was absolutely starving to assist in her ability to actually eat the animal flesh and muscle that was to be served.

  The staff hired for the occasion assembled the beasty meal. Steaming platters of meat were placed upon the middle of the large table. The guests began to pass the plates and she decides to take a bit of each kind of meat that was passed her way and put it on her plate. Once her plate was full it was time to take that first little bite……

…….she cut a bit of beef and stabbed it slowly with her fork and brought it slowly to her lips

and opened her mouth and put it inside placing it behind her teeth and onto her tongue.

  She began to chew cautiously ….oh boy it was kind of spicy she thought. The pain on her tongue startled her and then she started to cough because her throat felt like it was on fire. Oh craaaap!!! she thought, she couldn’t breath…she forcefully spit the bit of meat out onto the crisp white tablecloth as she heard the other guests gasp in horror.

  She brought both hands up to her throat and she noticed it was swelled up like a huge flesh bubble. Her eyes felt sweltering and began to water profusely and there was a loud ringing in her ears and her heart was pounding painfully against her chest as she felt someone beating her hard on the back.

  Then someone else suddenly came up behind her and jerked her off of her chair and was pushing her stomach forcefully. But she wasn’t choking damn it! Her eyes gaped down at the piece of bloody meat that was on the table cloth on top of the red spit stain DAMN IT!

  Her last thought before the blackness befell her was “the meat did not just make me unhealthy; it killed me.”

  She got out of eating the celebration meal of meat by her unwelcome death.

  It was discovered during the autopsy of “she” that there existed a severe anaphylactic allergy to Melengesterol Acetate which is a synthetic growth promoter (the hormone chemical that makes cattle grow faster thus able to be slaughtered younger).

Originally Posted on August 27, 2010