A bunch of pigs ran around I-94 yesterday.
Imagine it.
You're all snuggled in with your mate on your way to the slaughter house when all of a sudden you're rolling around in the frigid cold on the highway.
Just when you get your legs underneath you and realize you are finally free, you get !SMACKED! by an on-coming car.
Dad-gum.
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They looked like they were enjoying themselves--I felt more sorry for the police officers and the "pig" jokes they probably endured that day.
Aw, the poor pigs!
You. Are. Killing. me.
AhaHahaHaHaAAAAaaaaa.......
:)
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