TRASH

You make it a policy not to fight with overly strong retards with large hammers in their hands. You laugh it off.

"Ha ha, hey Junior how about I bring you the pigs and you kill them then?"
"OK! JUNIOR LIKE KILLIN' BETTER ANYWAY."

You and Junior switch places and things seem to work out better. It goes pretty quickly as well. You and Junior are done in no time.

"THIS FIRST TIME FINISHED EARLY! YOU HELP GOOD."
"Well that's why Clem hired me."
Junior wanders off; he apparently is heading towards the regular house. Looks like you got Junior to finally go home. You go find Clem; he's overjoyed and gives you a bear hug.
"Fuckin' Christ, get the hell off me!"
"Sorry Mel, it's just dammit, I never thought he'd ever leave that place! His momma will be so happy to see 'im! Here! Take this money! You earned it! Come back tomorrow! We always got more pigs!"
"Yeah, I'll do that Clem." You say dismissively and get in your truck and drive off.

You go and pick up beer, cigarettes and porno magazines before you go back to your trailer. Tina comes home and sees you engaging in all three, still smelling of pig slaughter.

"Well I can only guess you made some cash today, since you never stole any money out of my purse to buy all that shit. So what does Clem have you doing at the pig farm? It smells awful whatever the fuck it is, you killing the fucking things?"
"Nah, just an assistant."
End Of Story