Patrick is my sweet hog who I have ready to be eaten. He’s a big pig and will feed my who group tonight. We are a pack of hungry she wolves and I needed a substantial pig for our feast, so Patrick was perfect. I taunt him about his wanted fate and how tasty he will be. I talk about all his meaty parts and how I will prepare and cook him as well as how hungry I am and how much I can’t wait to eat him

I pleasure myself and revel in my excitement to the thought of this hog on my table