Three little pigs 4/4
In their permanent evening they dreamt of rolling in mud, straw to sleep in or even escape to the UK where they would be slaughtered younger and not have to be castrated without anaesthetic to stop boar taint seeping into their meat.
And so one fine day, their story ends when one of the little pig’s dreams come true at last and they arrive on UK soil for processing. And it seemed then that supermarkets here could label their meat as from the UK because it was processed here. So really what the fuck rulings were for, nobody quite knew.
- Category: Satire & Parodies
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Neville Hunt over 7 years ago
Brilliantly dark, Lisa. Love the mixed fairytale metaphors. This has hit hard though. Off to the farm soon to get some meat for the week. The farmer is the butcher. He'll tell me the truth about his bacon... and I will ask, now!
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Lisa Williams over 7 years ago
Thank you - Hard one to research tbh Nev. Happy weekend X
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Lisa Williams over 7 years ago
Thanks Drew! Admirable with the vegetarianism (am confirmed carnivore) X
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Tim Jones over 7 years ago
I love these Fairytale Fridays (even though I didn't read it until Sunday)!
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Lisa Williams over 7 years ago
Thanks Tim. I do usually enjoy writing them xx
