Michaels needs to bring in fresh meat; someone to shake up water cooler talk.
Like a bulldog picking up the scent of fresh meat and not quite sure where to find it, Biden tore up everything in sight.
For want of fresh meat and vegetables there was much sickness.
“Yes, it is time we had some fresh meat, old chap,” said Emson good-humouredly.
Even after that, a liberal supply of fresh meat rested on the sledge for successive days of feasting.
There is no fresh meat in the country, only tinned beef for us!
It drew tin horns and sure-thing gamblers as fresh meat draws flies.
Here they feed me with fresh meat and all that the country yields; all offer to obey me.
It seemed an awful shame to kill them, but we were sorely in need of fresh meat.
Nothing could restore the crew but fresh meat—yet fresh meat was not to be had.