re: #146 thedopefishlives

I’m a country boy, as you probably guessed. One of my neighbors raised pigs on his farm. Early one Sunday morning, my parents were outside watering the garden before getting ready for church, and they saw something eating some of Mom’s plants around the house. Mom and Dad ran it down and it turned out to be an escapee pig. They called the neighbor and he came and brought it home.

Yeah, but, bacon!