' ' ' ' ' 'Bringing Home The Bacon(For Bryan)

Dad sneezed & ...sneezed again. The sky grew a cloud just like...a pig. The man on the telly said: “BlahblahSWINEFLUblah! ” “It can’t be swine flu! ” Mum remarked frostily icicles forming off of her every word her mouth a cold cave her teeth all stalactites & stalagmites biting off each bitter word with a derisive laugh eyes mythically flashing a modern day Circe. “Your Dad was always such ...a pig! ” “Weren’t you...my pet...weren’t you my...precious! ” she chucked him under the chin smiling sweetly as a dagger. Dad grunted scratched his crotch &...belched waiting for the ad break to desist & the second half of the match to commence. I said nothing lost myself again in my Playstation.