The sausages sizzled and spat in the pan as the inspector sat to the table. “Have you eaten?” she asked spooning fat over them and watching them turn from pink to golden brown “I make them myself you know”.
“Homemade? Really?” he answered. “They do smell great, what do you feed them?” He asked his mouth watering.
“Oh you’d be surprised what a pig will eat” she answered smiling “you can feed them absolutely anything.”
So many ways this story could be interpreted, and so many directions it could take. Love it!
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Thanks Walt. Just had this idea of ‘cloud farmers’ i liked
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Nice!
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That is why… you’re good! You are what you eat and you eat what you are!
How’s the diet going? 😉
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Diet ? Hmm. Im trying. That’s a thing right.
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Ha!
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