If i had to label this pregnancy, the word I would choose would be LARD - pig's fat. Yes thats right my friends, you heard me right. Long live bacon, blood pudding pork belly, pork crackling, and any other kind of pig's fat, cooked whichever way it goes. Cos you can take away my steak soaked in blood with a runny egg on top (seriously, i cannot tolerate well done meat - i like my cow with the heart still beating...), but you cant fucking take away the lard. And i shall fight any pregnant woman's right to LARD.
Long live LARD.
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