Tonight we had an annual pig roast at the field station where a bunch of ranchers whose land we work on came and hung out. The pig wasn't on a spit, it was sitting sort of spread eagle on this grill and it had a hat and sunglasses. Some guy got paid 20 dollars to eat the pig's eyeball and he totally did. This place sometimes feels like regular
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