My wife is a vegetarian

My wife is a vegetarian and she's making me be one too.

I crave meat so much that I ate a leather shoe.

Last week my wife got mad when I bought a Big Mac.

She gave it to her german shepherd and he nearly bit my hand off when I tried to get it back.

I'm unhappy because vegetables and fruits are all I've had to eat.

I'd kiss an old hog just to get a little meat.

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