Growing up everyone always asked about my last name. It's Veal. How could anyone eat something so cute. The turkey, I could eat. We grew up around cows and pigs, and chickens. The flies always drove them crazy.
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2 comments:
Funny...I feel the same. I was just talking about that! Such hypocrits we are, huh? lol...Nancy
Those big brown eyes, those long lashes, how much cuter can they be? I'm still having my hamburger tonight. At least it's not veal!
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