What if you have cancer and don’t know it, and just accidentally happen to grow a tumour for dinner?
It's not a toomah!
Then you have your starter meat and can start the age old tradition of passing it down from generation to generation so that they can keep making You Steaks forever.
"My great-great grandpa/ma sure is delicious!"
How do you know the cancer won't make it tastier?
I mean burnt shit from flame grilling tastes mysteriously excellent
What if you have cancer and don’t know it, and just accidentally happen to grow a tumour for dinner?
It's not a toomah!
Then you have your starter meat and can start the age old tradition of passing it down from generation to generation so that they can keep making You Steaks forever.
"My great-great grandpa/ma sure is delicious!"
How do you know the cancer won't make it tastier?
I mean burnt shit from flame grilling tastes mysteriously excellent