Marc Ellis

Basically, I got given a pig for my 21st birthday in a sack, right?

And I came home and let it out of my room, fell asleep, and obviously woke up the next morning not remembering being given a pig because it was my 21st.

And somebody had spiked the yard glass with vodka.

And long story short, there's something bumping under the bed, right?

What the fuck's that?

So I look over there.

There's pigs here.

So it jumped out of my skin.

And it jumped up on my desk and eaten a chocolate cake and shat all over my room.

And I went, oh.

All came back to me.

So I threw it back in the sack and threw it in my flatmate's room.

He woke up.

He couldn't remember anything.

Long story short, Gordie Hunter came around and tied it to the back clothesline by its back leg.

The leg started going blue and it started snowing.

So we went, what are we going to do?

So we put it inside in the downstairs bathroom where there was just a bath and a hand basin.

We were flatting with three girls, three guys.

And we'd just open the door and just throw the scraps of food in and shut it.