My boss is some sort of sadistic asshole. He had a pet pig he brought
in every day. It was sweet like a dog. Very sociable. Loved to be
scratched and paid attention to. He called her Porkchop. Then he comes
in after a long weekend and gives everyone several pounds of freshly
butchered pork. I went home that night and threw up, I was so upset I
couldn’t even eat. I threw the meat away. Now he’s bringing in a baby
calf that he encourages to sleep in a corner all day, and he’s calling
her Veal Picatta.