This mildly infuriated me and I felt the need to share my mild infuriation.
I can’t blame the pig. It was just being a pig. I can’t blame the way they have the pens set up, that’s for the benefit of the pigs. I can’t even blame myself because I wasn’t even looking in that direction when it happened.
I want someone to pin fault on, damn it! I need closure! I had to wait until my daughter was done on the rides to get a shower and someone needs to pay!
Blame it on my cat Odin. I blame pretty much everything on him cuz he’s just a dumb little guy who can take it. Besides it’s not like he cares.
CURSE YOU ODIN!
(Oh shit, now I’m not going to go to Valhalla!)
Were you planning to die fighting with a weapon in your hands? I think that’s the requirements to get in.
I wasn’t not planning to die that way…