Bienvenido to the Fruity Pork Page. (where the elitist music lovers live) |
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Fruity pork?� Why fruity pork?� Why not veggie beef or ridiculously sweet meat even?� Well think about it.� Would you rather have a nice peach glazed pork cutlet or a side of ribs swimming in okra juice? Exactly. And even if you don't agree you'd have to admit that peach flavored anything sounds better than the thick, snot-like consistency of okra.� That's the point.� I like good music and crappy crap music gets no props here.� End of story. And now to the main attractions, all succulent sides of pig flesh dripping with fruity juices. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Got beef with my opinions?� Sorry, wrong page, we're strictly swine here. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||