TRASH

You don't particularly care for Clem, let alone his fat bitch wife Bertha, but if you have to work, might as well be for family. You get in your truck and prepare yourself for a family reunion of sorts. On your way there, you just realized you'll have to put up with his retard son and his bratty daughter as well. Fuck! Well it's been awhile since you've seen them, so maybe his daughter isn't a brat anymore; of course his son is most likely still a retard.

You eventually get to Clem's pig farm. Clem sees you and greets you with a bear crushing hug. He's dressed in overalls and boots. He REEKS of month old pig shit and entrails and is covered in them as well.

"Well howdy there Cousin Mel! What brings you out to these parts?"
"Holy fuck Clem!" you say pushing him off of you. "You ever hear of a fuckin' bath?"
"Har har! Same ol' citified Mel! That trailer park got you spoiled, with that indoor plummin' I'll tell you what! You still with that pretty li'l girl?"
"Who, Tina? Yeah."
"Yeah, she is sweeeeeet! Too little for me though. I like that Y'know me I likes 'em big. More cushin' for the pushin'! Har Har Har!" Clem slaps you on the back at this point
"Yeah, that's great Clem, hey look you got something for me to do? I need a fuckin' job."
"That a fact son? Well you are family and kin folk should always stick together. I got plenty of chores for you to do on this here farm. Question is, are you ready to do some work? Cause this ain't like that BIG city you live in where you get dem dere lunch breaks."
"Yeah, I got it."
"Alright then, just so you know. So what do you want to do? You can go feed the hogs, or if yer got the stomach fer it, you can go slaughter the hogs.
"Is there any job that doesn't involve pigs?"
"Haw Haw Haw! You got an interestin' sense of humor there Mel! I always liked that about ya!" Clem laughs and slaps you on the back again.
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