I outright will call Mummy Pig out on her trash Dorito-dust-on-the-tits behaviour, the way she treats Daddy Pig. She deserves to be spitroasted by a pair of talking crows and covered in apple sauce.
It's pretty clear that Mummy Pig closed on the doors on the porky love tunnel the minute George was born. A frustrated Daddy Pig keeps going through the use of online pornography and libidinous fantasies at bath time involving Miss Rabbit.
WTF? I came to this thread late and now I can't figure out if you guys took heavy doses of psychedelics, watched demented cartoons, or watched demented cartoons after taking heavy doses of psychedelics.
Is there really a pig getting spit roasted on a Sweedish shelf while an octopus and a plum film only fans content on a Finish shelf? I am SOOOO confused!
WTF? I came to this thread late and now I can't figure out if you guys took heavy doses of psychedelics, watched demented cartoons, or watched demented cartoons after taking heavy doses of psychedelics.
Is there really a pig getting spit roasted on a Sweedish shelf while an octopus and a plum film only fans content on a Finish shelf? I am SOOOO confused!
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