Friday, 21 February 2014

Wall of pork

I can't actually recall anything other than I was building a wall for what seemed the entire time I was asleep. 

No ordinary brick wall however, I was making it out of pigs. They were all alive but seemed very amenable to being used as pork bricks. 

Every now and again I would stand back to admire my work. It grunted and tiny piggy eyes blinked at various heights in the wall. Of course my OCD made sure that they were all facing forwards and were in line. 

      
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