An exercise in not being a Veg Bitch

Last night my roommate came home after stopping off at Safeway and said "I know it's bad, but I think I'm just going to have a hot dog tonight." I asked to see the package and of course it really was a six pack of Oscar Meyer Weiners- pork, turkey, and chicken parts! She knew it was bad, but I doubt that she understood HOW bad. At first I wanted to launch into a discussion on the hot dogs, but had to refrain when I realized that would have been really rude. It's her body not mine.