I am the happiest pig in the world.
Um, so warm.
I like sleeping in my nest.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Who’s that?” I said.
“Me, your friend,” a voice from outside.
“I’m sleeping. Don’t bother me.”
Then I continued sleeping.
“Pig, where do you come from?” Robert asked. “I went to the market to buy this box,” I said and showed him. “What is it?” “It’s a foam conta...
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