The hazing at my sorority is so humiliating and degrading. I almost feel like a Goddess-minor when I am done, but at least I can take it out on my pig when I get back to my dorm.
I'm sure it's a lot of fun catching wild pigs, but you know every single one of them needs to be properly screened before selling them, right? I swear I have the most thankless job here.
I finally have my very first slave boy! Apparently, he failed to apply for the appropriate visa when entering the Matriarchy and was captured by customs. It's so cute how stupid pigs can be when they are not leashed.
