i don't know about you, but ******* out
  a high-fibre ****
                      out of your ***...
       feels just as good,
if not more,
        as good,
       as having an ******;
****! when that slug slides
out?
           thump! plop! ploop!
given that...
i can't imagine shoving anything
up that alley...
              there's too much
pleasure easing something out
from that cul de sac....
why would i even want to
stick something in there?
perhaps having ******* allows
you to make that comparison...
      taking a **** can feel
just as good as having an ******,
or urinating, with a *******...
but that's just me...
         we know how western society
is oh so objective / "scientific"...
so... why would we need food critics for?
or wine critics?
                it either tastes great...
or it tastes like ****...
if we're being so ******* scientific,
do we need these scientific
differentiations to be respected in our,
       so called, society?
who needs them?!
    off to the guillotine with them,
alongside that ***** of an antoinette!
what sort of society prizes
itself as being primordially-scientific,
clueless ******* objective by my say,
and then champions restaurant critics,
or food critics... or critics for their own
worth...
what part of giving a critique of food
is objective, to later bombast a stance
for championing darwinism as the pinnacle
of humanity's total worth?
   maybe i missed something.
anglophone wankers;
    have a ****-and-whammy on this crap!
like all of engloosh science:
robin hood, who could, but never would.