{"id":1704,"date":"2010-03-08T18:57:10","date_gmt":"2010-03-09T01:57:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/?p=1704"},"modified":"2025-05-23T17:32:57","modified_gmt":"2025-05-23T22:32:57","slug":"list-monday-march-8th","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/list-monday-march-8th\/","title":{"rendered":"LIST – Monday March 8th"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\n10 Reasons I’m Glad I Don’t Have to Eat Live Food, Like Wild Animals Do:<\/strong><\/p>\n

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1. I’m a reluctant carnivore. <\/p>\n

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\n2. I’m a slow runner and even if guns are allowed I dislike loud noises.<\/p>\n

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\n3. I faint immediately at the sight of blood.<\/p>\n

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\n4. I’ve been known to gag viciously at the site of gristle on a steak.<\/p>\n

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\n5. Duck is the gamiest thing I’ve ever eaten. And it was at a country club. And I thought it was gross. <\/p>\n

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\n6. I find sushi gruesome.<\/p>\n

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\n7. Once I killed a spider in my bathroom and demanded my roommate wake up to attend the subsequent funeral. He now sleeps with his door locked.<\/p>\n

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\n8. What if I did succeed in running down a deer or a cow and then it turned around and kicked me with it’s hooves? Then I’ve hobbling around with a hoof kick to the gut? I’m sure I wouldn’t get workers comp for that. <\/p>\n

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\n9. I’m a picky eater. What if I murder a chicken and decide I’m more in the mood for grouse? Think of the potential carnage!<\/p>\n

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\n10. Eating live food would cut into my TV watching time. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

10 Reasons I’m Glad I Don’t Have to Eat Live Food, Like Wild Animals Do:   1. I’m a reluctant carnivore.   2. I’m a slow runner and even if guns are allowed I dislike loud noises.   3. I faint immediately at the sight of blood.   4. I’ve been known to gag viciously … Continue reading “LIST – Monday March 8th”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1704","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1704","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1704"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1704\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3583,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1704\/revisions\/3583"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1704"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1704"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1704"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}