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Saturday, August 02, 2008

The Library Pig

We got talking about rationing, Dig For Victory and the like the other day at work, like you do when you've got photos of John Mills and Field Marshall Montgomery on your staff noticeboard. Someone wondered how we'd fare. We decided that we wouldn't prosper.

Take, for instance, the example of a community pig being fed scraps for to be fattened up for slaughter...

"The poor bugger wouldn't last a week. It would starve to death before our managers decided what type of swill we would buy."

"Then we'd have to send it back because it was the wrong side of brown."

"Yeah, like we'd be that organised."

"How do you mean?"

"What would really happen is that we'd be going about our business when somebody'd come along and say: 'Drop everything and rush through an urgent order for a pig. The slaughterman's waiting outside."

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