You decide to head east into the desert with farmer bob. You walk over to him and explain that an army is approaching from the north. His face starts twitching when you hear this. "Erm, this is the las' time you try getting off early, yungun, so lazy." He then whistles, and screams, "He' pigs, cmere." You realize that something bad is about to happen so you start running back to your car. Upon hearing a ruckus and some squeals you look behind you. Oh no, a pig stampede! You push yourself as fast as you go and hop in your car. That was so close. You start the car and hit the gas but it wont move. The herd of pigs is completely surrounding your car, pushing in on it with their bulk and preventing you from moving. You pound on the horn. This startles the pigs a bit but they don't move. It's then that several pigs hop up on top of your hood and begin butting into the windshield. You look around frantically for anything that can be used as a weapon but there's nothing. There's a creaking noise and you look up to see the roof sagging more and more. Looking through the shattered windows you see more and more pigs hopping on top of your car. You can now smell the filthy animals but that's the least of your worries. The roof slowly sags in even farther. You feel it pressing down on you. You sink down in your seat but it only delays the inevitable. The roof slowly comes down on top of you, crushing all your bones. A very bad way to die.
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