When we were at the corn maze we had pig races.
For those of you who have been there before you know that the final race
the kids get to pick a grown up to go up with them.
Well Matt got picked and she had me go up there.
Little did I know that the loser had to "Kiss the Pig!"
I had to kiss that nasty pig. I didn't want to do it but I did.
Well she was supposed to kiss it too but she wasn't having anything
to do with it. She wouldn't even go close to it.
I had to take her picture so I could remember the day of kissing a pig.
Later I found out that I could have pretended to kiss it.
Yes people I actually kissed the pig on the snout.
Never again!














































