You know, once I was forced to hide out on a pig farm for a year...I really grew to love these stinky kooks, and I hated myself for every hot dog I ordered, with the works, for the next...two...weeks...
Imagine a world without pigs, without all those delicious things ā oh my God, no, that would be awful ā thatās why I love pigs; as for what that bloke did to them, who cares?