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@packsabigpunch
go hog wild this midsummer !!
Unmute !
big mans tanning in the sun.. what a life lived.
This is the best photo ever taken of Terry Pratchett, and indeed one of the best photos ever taken of anybody.
Happy 5th birthday (hatch day), Bābu
I’m getting pretty good at making miniature birthday hats
Happy hatchday! :]
[image description: a video of a wild hog running along the side of the road. it’s set to a bit of “dog days are over” by florence + the machine. it goes, “run fast for your mother, fast for your father / run for your children, for your sisters and brothers / leave all your love and your longing behind / you can’t carry it with you if” before getting cut off.]
I used to think that they would run like horses but no, they run like deer
Chubby short deer
nice!
Being a swineherd is much harder than you think. Being a good swineherd is even harder. There are many things that a pig needs and it is the duty of the swineherd to see to them all.
A pig needs mud to wallow in, dry hay to sleep in, and clean water to drink and bathe in.
A pig needs slop to eat. Slop can consist of almost any food scraps, but a pig prefers corn cobs, fruit, vegetables, mushrooms, and wheat.
But most of all, a pig needs love. Love your pigs and they will serve you well.
–What a Pig Needs
Man: What’s a matter girl, you had a little bit too much corn?
Pig: *very long disgruntled groan which rises in pitch*
Man: Is that a yeah?
Pig: *shorter groan*
Man: Okay. Here I come, I gotta get the intoxicated pig… Look at this pig…
Pig: *quiet snort*
Man: Hey!
Pig: *snort*
Man: Are you messed up, girl?
Pig: *short snort*
Man: Never seen a damn pig… Look at that, that one here’s fine, that one there is fine, this one here is turned belly up
Pig: *snort snort snort snort*
Man: Hey you
Pig: *snort*
Man: Whoa! Whoa! Shit! [Unintelligible] HOWH! Come here girl!
Pig: *grunt grunt grunt*
Man: Holy hell, fuck…I didn’t mean to do that
“Whoa! Woah! Shit The Bed Almighty!” Is my new favorite expletive
i sobbed
And you, would you share your sandwich with this piggy? 🐷💕
via @odis_the_minipig
I’d be impressed to meet a little piggle generous enough to buy me a sandwich in the first place but I’d definitely cut it in half to split out of basic courtesy.
if you know of any pigs that give out free sandwiches, you let me know.
This is so rude and violent
What a lovely pink dog 😍
what don’t animals understand about no shirt no shoes no service
i dont think argonians are ever depicted with forked tongues and stuff with them smelling with their tongues is pretty rare. but i think its fun so i give them that anyway.
my headcanon is they all have functional jacobson’s organs and that most argonians on the reptilian end of the spectrum (and more rarely the fishy, froggy, birdy, and treelike argonians) have forked tongues . and all of them have scent as a an important sense, about at the level of hearing, which is part of why theyre so difficult to communicate with by others bc a lot of their communication relies on it. my sole evidence is mere-glim in the novel apparently emitting a sulfuric smell when pissed off, so im translating that into ‘argonians communicate emotion primarily through subtle body language and scent, both of which are inaccessible to a lot of other people’
men and mer with argonian friends will go thru a period of “dude why are you sniffing me do i smell bad” and the argonians like
:)—< what?
:)—–< im just
:)—-< checking in on you
:(——< whoa you smell sad
:(—–< are you okay man?
an argonian champion of meridia named touches-the-beacon
that’s all folks
i was never seen again.
this was the best time ever bc my host had just changed the tire and I was like “oh hell yeah an old tractor tire! you know what that means!” and everyone was like “no….” the French boys and the Norwegians were like “we dont actually” and I was like my god….I’m the only hillbilly here….it’s Up To Me
and I like to think of that as the only significant cultural impact I made.
everyone’s so worried about my tree trajectory but that’s the best part about rolling downhill in tractor tires: so much of the shock is absorbed by the tire so you can pretty much do anything. in theory. i’m not a doctor I actually don’t know you could probably still die. one of the guys I roped into this went over a huge boulder and went airborn for a hot second though so that was fun
People keep commenting about my leg muscles and the answer is that’s just how u look when u work on a farm on top of a mountain
People also keep asking how you stop. The answer is: eventually
just a boar in a stoar