My boss at the butcher shop brought me a pig carcass today.
I was not as bothered as one might expect,
I see things like that all the time.
He told me to prepare it and cut it up and whatnot, so I did.
But before I began to cut it up, I heard it say:
"Please, do not cut me. You see, I am really a prince. Spare me and I'll bestow great wealth upon thee."
So after I cut him up, I decided to return to my medication.
Things like that never used to happen on my medication...
 AbatoireJuggernaut · Sat Jan 07, 2006 @ 04:18am · 0 Comments |
