Last Cat On Mars Presents: The Slurry and the Bingeing Hogs

And yet, I can’t help thinking that a good quality 50+ SPF sunscreen would do those baconers far more good than any amount of mislaid mud. Especially down the track a little, when breakfast bacons, I mean, beckons. Is it not bad enough that one’s daily mullet is so frequently tainted by a silty, sandy scent? I think it’s something to do with the pond life here on Mars.

On the other hand, who wants to make a rash, or even rasher decision at a time like this?

Pigs at a pig resort mud farm. One asks  the rest if someone remembered the mud.


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