So, my wife was gazing out the kitchen window, waiting for the timer to signal the end of the cooking cycle for the pork roast in the oven, when the pitter patter and resonating snorting of these two critters echoed from the driveway. Now I am sure that these are not in the league of what you all were stalking, but hell when they come to you while you are cooking one of their kin who needs to go slogging around the swamp
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