Why

“So what do you think about all this?”

“This shit?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s fuckin’ disgusting, is what it is.”

“Why?”

“Why? ’Cause fuckin’ look at it. Nobody would ever do that to an animal.”

“Why?”

“’Cause—fuck—I mean, they ain’t deserve it! They deserve better!”

“Why?”

“’Cause they ain’t done nothin’! That cow ain’t done nothin’. That pig ain’t done nothin’. Like…baby chicks? You gotta be shittin’ me… This can’t be real.”

“Why?”

“You mean to tell me all this shit be normal? Like, I buy eggs…’n’ this shit happens? ’S gotta be a better way.”

“Why?”

“’Why’? The fuck you think’d happen ’f I did that to a dog? Be fuckin’ riots.”

“Why?”

“’Cause people and dogs? Fuckin’ inseparable. Mean, I love my dog more’n my wife.”

“Why?”

“He don’t do this shit. Like…he be fuckin’ pure or somethin’. I mean, look. That cow? Fuckin’ looks like my dog. Now, me—I see that ’n’ think, ’…the fuck?’

She see that? ’…’S how it is.’ Like…naw. Ain’t right. Can’t support that shit.”

“Why?”

“I got two little dudes at home. They gon’ grow up sometime. Think they respect a fuck who’d do that to a dog? Or some cow who looked like it? Fuck no. ’S why they make almond shit. Gave up this shit months ago.”

“Why?”

“Look. We ain’t care ’bout fuckin’ cows at the time. I admit. Really just ’cause the fuckin’ estrogen. Ain’t want that shit. Or goddamn hormones.”

“Why?”

“’Choo mean, fuckin’ ’Why’? I ain’t need no tit juice. Fuckin’ grown man. Neither do an’body. Like…fuck. You a grown-ass man. Issa cow. You think you need it titties for? Disgustin’.”

“Why?”

“I ain’t breastfed since I’s little. Why the fuck I wanna start now. …You vegans or some shit?”

“We are vegans.”

“Yeah... To fuck with this shit. Y’all get paid for this?”

“Naw.”

“…Y’gotta card?”