A Public Apology to Moo-Moo's, Livers, and Lovers of the Moo-Moo Liver

Dear poor baby Moo-Moo's liver that I had for dinner last night:


I'm so sorry you had to stop what you were doing so you could be my dinner. My iron has been low and I was desperate last night. Although you are the "perfect" source of all the iron and proteins I'll ever need, the bad breath I had to endure last night made you totally not worth it. I'm sorry, but I have to declare you as a "bad eats." Maybe next time, buddio.


♥always,
Meago


PS: Your companion, Onions, was and always will be the best. Just saying.
PPS: In all honesty, you didn't taste that bad. But you didn't taste that good, either.
PPPS: I must now result to Spinach now. Great. I feel another rejection letter coming on.