Calling the judge over “I got a replacement pig but ill need a new tent to prepare it” he asked the judge. Calling his Dan his head farm manager informing him about the loss of Betsy, “what Steve we don’t have a pig that is good enough to replace Betsy” Dan said. Jessica had seen many prize pig’s slaughtered over the year’s, once arriving at Hill’s Fine Meat’s she had some idea what was to become of her as she was penned up in the sty with the other pig’s at Hill’s. Your daughter?” the judge asked “yes sir, isn’t she a fine pig?” he replied waiting for his judgment, “Steve you can’t submit a human girl as a pig contestant” the judge said with his eye’s glued to Jessica’s nude form. Taking a step back “Me?, you cant be serious” she said as her father took a step closer blocking the tent’s exit, “daddy what if I win?” she said placing her hand over her mouth, “What IF you win?, I don’t want to hear that
