This weekend was positively pig-infused.
Gabe and I spotted an originalPass the Pigs game at a thrift sale and were reminded that it had been months since we'd busted out the pigs. So Saturday night, flashlight in hand, we crept down to the park after dark and played pigs on a rock til midnight. A hippy passerby boasted to us about his recent double leaning jowler (!!!) and I bemoaned the nixing of the "Makin' Bacon" position in the updated edition Pigs.
Is it pathetic that I miss the weekend already?