The Animal Curator at work has a micro-mini pot-bellied pig. She's SUPER cute. But apparently pet pigs have a lot of issues with dominance, so they need you to "put them in their place."
I've always wanted a potbelly pig or a little teacup piggy, but then my SIL went and burst my bubble by telling me that they can still grow to be massive. I still think she's lying. Lol. But looooook
I gave up on wanting a pig when my cousin's got real big and fat, which made his junk drag around on the floor, which made him excited, and then he'd ejaculate all over the house.
I gave up on wanting a pig when my cousin's got real big and fat, which made his junk drag around on the floor, which made him excited, and then he'd ejaculate all over the house.
Post by textbookcase on Mar 9, 2013 19:00:59 GMT -5
Also, pig poop is the worst-smelling thing in the land. That shit lingers. I have boots that will forever be designated pic boots because there is no getting that smell off.
I gave up on wanting a pig when my cousin's got real big and fat, which made his junk drag around on the floor, which made him excited, and then he'd ejaculate all over the house.