Snort.

I have the life of a pig - one, bratty oink. Dad asked me what I wanted for dinner (seems like my birthday's extended!) and I had but one thing in mind: cheesy pops from Pizza Hut. I literally ate the pops alone. See, I'm a pig and I get what I want... but I stick to it. I don't ask for more. So yes, that makes me a good, bratty pig. 

I am in the living room now like I have been the whole day. I am lucky to have the luxury of boredom. THIS IS THE LIFE.

Sheesh, I need to get some sleep now. Chewing and digesting tire me okay. Good night!

Oink.