The tomatoes are roaming around in their natural habitat, the fridge.
You slowly creep towards their habitat, peeking in. You see the tomatoes and the other things that inhabit the fridge scurry away, hiding from you.
You chuckle, your only target are the tomatoes, hiding in the clear, crystal white drawers.
You see something red scurry across the drawer, a flash of red appears again. You reach your hand towards the red flash, catching a.. Tomato! The tomato let's out a squeal, trying to escape from your grasp.
You laugh, letting the tomato know you will show no mercy. The tomato lets out another squeal, trying to escape again.
You forcefully take the tomato and throw it on the cutting board, causing it to scream.
The tomato tries to escape from the near future of death, but you smile, taking the knife and carefully cutting the tomato, watching the blood of the tomato pour out. The tomato screams one last time, before it takes its final breath, dying.
You smile, taking the remains of the tomato, and placing it in the bread you cut last time.
You start laughing, knowing that the tomato died under your hands, and was used for only the good of your own satisfaction. You take a bite out of the sandwich, blood from the tomato running down your mouth.
Please, don't eat tomatoes!
They have lives too!
They too, wish to be left in peace!
Let us bring peace to these cruel ways.
For us, for the creatures, for peta.
