Mom: Did you hear? ALL MEAT IS HORSE MEAT
me: Um, you mean the Ikea meatballs? I think that was only in Europe, mom.
Mom: No it’s everywhere! That’s why they’re pulling all the meat! I’m very picky about what I eat; I don’t trust all those places.
me: Which places?
Mom: The places with the horses. Make sure you don’t eat any meat! You never know what you’re going to get!

fin

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I’m eating chicken for dinner. Chicken stuffed with horses.

my face after a conversation with my mother.