I get along well with pig breeders. Our interests are interswined.
My friend married a pig. She divorced him soon after, claiming he was a boar.
Most common pig injury? Sprained oinkle.
The future of farming? Pig Data.
Feeling lost after I gave up pig breeding. Now my life is a bit rutterless.
How do you get mud off a pig? A: Use a sludge-hammer.
Compared to a pig, falling in love with a rodent is nothing. Especially when it’s the pork you pine.
Whenever I see bacon in the pan, I think, ‘Now, that’s parallel porking.’
I’m a bit of a pig. I can say that un-ham-big-uously.
They don’t grow pigs in Los Angeles. It’s too LA boarious.