A filthy pen where tons of squalling pigs rut and throw a ruckus, Their snorts and farts can be heard from any passerby miles before getting to the pen. The pig pen is a few feet from Farmer Bob's cottage. The pigs never sleep and are always eating and playing in the mud.
Pig Pen, Countryside
farmer bob's wife
pig
People love me as their main course.  Sometimes I am cooked as a whole.  I am delicious when barbequed.
What did you bring me to eat today? I really have to cut down on your fiber intake. The farting is out of control! Lady, you're lucky you have me, or nobody would eat your green bean casserole! That's not much of a compliment, last week I fed you cow droppings and you told me you loved them. Well enjoy that after taste when you decide to BBQ me this July. It's so hot out here. It must be nice to cool off in the mud. I wish I could cool off. Enjoy.  I hear it's great for the pores.  What's old Bob up to today? He's getting ready to harvest the corn next week. Our chores seem endless this time of year. Woman, I am a pig, but I am not that kind of pig.  Please dress yourself. Don't misunderstand, I just thought you'd look pretty in a sundress! Oh, well I do make this look good.  I hope you don't take it the wrong way, but you just didn't have the figure to pull it off.   Got any lipstick? You look good enough to eat!