Jacking the beanstock

I saw him punch his meat in the middle of the grocery store. He looked like he just lost his job.

She texted me: 'He hit his meat so hard, the beans fell out of the stock.'

My brother's meat got jacked so bad, his mom called the police.

He kicked his meat so hard, the floor shook. His meat was crying in the corner.

My friend's meat got kicked in a restaurant. The waiter asked if he wanted a napkin or a therapist.

She said, 'I kicked my meat so much, it got a black eye and a raise.'

He hit his meat so hard, the stock exploded. It was like a bean war.

My sister's meat was hit so much, it started a feud with the beans.

He said, 'I hit my meat like it stole my lunch money.'

He smashed his meat so hard, the ground cracked. It was like a meatquake.

She said, 'I smashed my meat so much, the beans went to jail.'

My brother smashed his meat in the park. The kids ran away screaming.

He beat his meat like it broke his heart. The beans were sad.

My friend's meat got beat like it had a bad relationship with the stock.

She texted, 'I beat my meat so much, it got a restraining order.'

He crushed his meat with his hands. It looked like a meat pancake.

My sister crushed her meat so hard, the beans were flattened.

He said, 'I crushed my meat so much, it became a meat smoothie.'