We are either Wolves or pigs, one preys upon the other. All those not on my level I consider pigs. Some say pigs are smart, cute, majestic, and are wonderful creatures. Pigs are nothing more than food, grunting, and worthless. Their only defense is their squeal, they have no real power. Fat Sows and Hogs taking up space, rolling in dirt, snorting, just disgusting things. At least that is how I see them. That is how I see 99% of all the people on the face of this Earth. Young and old alike.
Imagine, scaring the shit out of some babysitter and her piggies. How much damn fun would that be? Knocking on the door, wearing a wolf mask, just yelling Little Pig, Little Pig, Let Me In! Oh how those piggies would squeal, but little do those piggies realize but wolves hunt in packs. The distraction at the door means the other wolves can sneak in the back, grab all the piggies and I can just walk into the front door.
What happens to pigs when they get to be the right size? They are butchered. No emotion, no thought given to the other pigs watching, just gutted, cleaned, chopped up and then consumed. The biggest pig goes first. Oh how those little pigs would yell, cry, beg, maybe even piss themselves as they watch the biggest, strongest piggy get killed. That pig was supposed to protect the little ones. Now with the sow gone, what is going to happen to them? Such wonderful, vile things, that is what. Wolves of the world unite and get your piggies because the Hunt is beginning.
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