The beginning of the quote in the title, which in its entirety reads "Pigs get fat. Hogs get slaughtered." is attributed to owner of the NBA's Dallas Mavericks Mark Cuban. He made reference to that when talking about the NFL, how its size and air of invincibility might ultimately come back to bite it in the ass. Already this week we had the Ray Rice incident rerear it's ugly head with a new video and now pictures of Adrian Peterson's son are on TMZ, showing the switch marks he left on his son's body after disciplining him. I am already thinking about what the NFL's slogan might be for their upcoming Breast Cancer Awareness Month this season. Probably something along the lines of "If breast cancer doesn't beat you, our players will."
Well I will stay away from the hogs for now, and just stick with the pigs, though to be fair they are Big Pig. Sing along if you like........
Well let me tell you a story of Hungry Town
Where the men love men and women kiss the ground
I got my hat and a dollar bill
Lord I feel so hungry I'm feeling ill
Well Hungry Town people got nothin to eat
They're scratching the dirt trying to plant the seed
When night time comes it's time for bed
Well now I gotta fight just to lay my head
Well it's a Hungry Town
Where people kiss the ground
And the higher you go
That's where the feeling grows
There's a world out there
Where people just don't care
About what's going down
Right here in Hungry Town
Well let me tell you a story about Hungry Town
Where the men love men and women kiss the ground
I got my hat and a dollar bill
Lord I feel so hungry I'm feeling ill
Well it's a Hungry Town
Where people kiss the ground
And the higher you go
That's where the feeling grows
There's a world out there
Where people just don't care
About what's going down
Right here in Hungry Town
Well it's a Hungry Town
Where people kiss the ground
And the higher you go
That's where the feeling grows
There's a world out there
Where people just don't care
About what's going down
Right here in Hungry Town
Hungry Town , Hungry Town , Hungry Town , Hungry Town.
Hungry Town, I feel so cold.
Hungry Town, I feel so alone.
Hungry Town, I feel so cold.
Hungry Town, I feel so alone.
Hungry Town, I feel so cold.
Hungry Town, I feel so alone.
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