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Jon Badson had a mantanza for his birthday.
No biggs.
Gotta get up real early if you want to host a pig party.
Their was some train tracks about thirty feet from us.
It made for some great photo's.
Waters done.
It snowed pretty hard for a while. From four to seven.
Luckily it stopped just before we needed to get to work.
I didn't think the pig was going to be given a name, considering we'd be killing in moments..
We named it Chichi.
Very traditional in these types of events and lord knows Im very cultured.
Maybe a little more drinking around the fire..
Chichi can wait.
The Dick showed up.
Earlier than I thought he would show.
I was proud.
Ok I think we're ready..
Thanks for your future tasty meat.
(You don't need to see the missing photo which would have gone here.)
I should've stayed on the top of the trailer, but the pig started bucking and I got freaked out and jumped off.
He's trying to stab the pig in the throat so that it dies pretty immediately.
The gun was to knock the pig unconscious. It didn't work as planed.
Your sacrifice will honor a man turning into.. more.. of a man.
No bigs for the natural born pig slayer.
No bigs for the natural born pig slayer.
Accompanied by a shave.
I'll use it for my long time in the making band, " Rabies For A Night"
Maybe..
Maybe..
The very smelly part of the process.
I heard in some heart replacements for humans, doctors have been know to use pig hearts.
Okay , It's almost eleven and I have to go to school early so I'll continue in the morrow.
I find this slightly disturbing, as much as I wanted to be there, I decided I'm not too down for the killing of innocent animals (RIP Rick James) especially so early in the morning in the freezing fucking cold. All things considered, it looks like you men had a good time doing what you do best; being cultured, killing shit, and drinking.
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