After lunch yesterday my friend randomly exclaimed, “I’m going to Hell.” Now there were a lot of retorts that I could have used, but taken aback by the randomness I asked “Why now?” She had a burger. Yup, she is going to Hell because she ate meat during Lent. Isn’t she right up there with Manson and Madoff (now there’s a law firm)?
Then, me being a cafeteria Catholic, I thought….well I ate chicken, chicken’s OK right? Since chicken isn’t berated half as badly as beef during Lent, we determined I was just going to be stuck somewhere in Purgatory for a while and then head Upstairs. But here’s what I’m thinking, fish is white and yummy and it’s OK…why not chicken? If I may quote a genius of our time…Jessica Simpson…she asked the heavy question of Chicken of the Sea tuna…is it chicken or fish?
If they are so similar that a sage smart person person would be confused, then I think I’m OK if I am confused as well. So my theory is…If tuna is a chicken of the sea then why can’t chicken be fish of the land?