The National Brotherhood of S.U.A.I. has untiringly fought the battle against the svelte inhabitants of this planet because they’re too skinny and just too nasty about it.
Listen to one of our abused members tell his sad story of prejudice.
Here’s his PERSONAL TESTIMONY:
Yeah, that’s right, I’m a pig.
It was good, there was a lot of it, and I ATE IT ALL. Thanksgiving Dinner. Ahhh!!! I could eat turkey every day of the week. And I could eat a lot of it and ALL of the trimmings. And I don’t feel an ounce of guilt or shame over it. But people have said some terrible things to me about my shape and size. What do they want… “I’m a pig,” I tell them. It’s as if they have no compassion or empathy at all.
One even suggested stomach stapling. STOMACH STAPLING? “I’m a pig! And I ‘want’ to eat a lot. Why would I want my stomach stapled?” I may not be the brightest pig in the sty, but wouldn’t that make my stomach smaller? I want it enlarged, not shrunk.
I love to eat and I’m comfortable in my own body.
The sanctimonious crowd may not be comfortable with eating this much, but I say, “Good! More for me. Now get out of the way before I staple your mouth shut. Just pass the turkey.
That stuffing doesn’t have bacon in it, does it?
Then again, don’t tell me.”
What a sad story. What discrimination. Sometimes people can be so nasty. Thankfully The National Brotherhood of SWINE United Against Intolerance is on the job.
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We promise we won’t spend it on pie.