viewpoint: pigs
Grunt, waffle, oink, snort.
Lousy food we get here. And the turnover of staff is a bit on the rapid side.
Look at this bloke we’ve got now! Skinny, broke, hungry, and no idea of how to look after porkers. I saw him being sly when he was pouring out the swill into our trough this morning. He got some on his hand and he tasted it. Wasn’t much impressed, I don’t think.
Oh, there he goes. Gone. Thanks a lot.
Waffle, snort, grunt, oink.
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