Post by Bonobo on Feb 19, 2013 23:46:48 GMT 1
There are two kinds of Poles: those who love or at least respect horses and those who see them as pure food.
The latter ones meet a few times a year in the town of Skaryszew at the biggest horse fair in Poland. Many horses are mistreated, most will end up in Italian slaughterhouses. The horrific experiences they undergo before death call for heavy punishment on their cruel owners.
Shame on you, you fekking peasant barbarians! When I look at your gnomish snouts, I feel like throwing up. Do you have any intelligence at all, or only greed for money instead of brain?
The latter ones meet a few times a year in the town of Skaryszew at the biggest horse fair in Poland. Many horses are mistreated, most will end up in Italian slaughterhouses. The horrific experiences they undergo before death call for heavy punishment on their cruel owners.
Shame on you, you fekking peasant barbarians! When I look at your gnomish snouts, I feel like throwing up. Do you have any intelligence at all, or only greed for money instead of brain?
