i wonder what it’s like to know that everyone knows you fucked a pig

like you’re buying some milk, and you know that the lady at the checkout knows you fucked a pig, she’s probably imagining it right now

“oh it’s that idiot that fucked a pig, lmao, can’t wait to tell sue”

people see you out jogging or doing yard work or whatever

“he looks a bit out of breath i wonder if he was that red when he fucked that pig”

must be maddening