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he was just that a fetal pig but not the kind you dissected in high school biology he was lazy of course and how he loved his corn in his darker moments his snout....it would smolder the professors postulated that he must be off-gasing but the more cynical ones they would only mutter “i bet he’s just doing that on purpose” now the men in suits they were just plain jealous they’d posture and scheme all the better to be the one who’d get to "hunker down" with him (maybe mess with his ***** so now they’re all reading dictionaries and memorizing quadratic equations never mind the smell but the pig....he’s happy just making puddings and trying not to think about how little time is left
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 2:51 PM UTC
the pig who joined Mensa
he was just that a fetal pig but not the kind you dissected in high school biology he was lazy of course and how he loved his corn in his darker moments his snout....it would smolder the professors postulated that he must be off-gasing but the more cynical ones they would only mutter “i bet he’s just doing that on purpose” now the men in suits they were just plain jealous they’d posture and scheme all the better to be the one who’d get to "hunker down" with him (maybe mess with his ***** so now they’re all reading dictionaries and memorizing quadratic equations never mind the smell but the pig....he’s happy just making puddings and trying not to think about how little time is left
daniel-schoen
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 2:51 PM UTC
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