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The Pig’s Head

When I was a kid, my parents had a pig’s head in the freezer for a day. I am not sure the details or why it was there but it was there. What I do remember is:

We lived in a small apartment and I was running around the place with my cousin Jess. I must have been around 6 or 7. I am not even sure why I opened the freezer but there it was staring back at us. We both screamed as if we were being murdered. My mom and dad ran into the kitchen to see what the commotion was and they both started laughing hysterically…. I remember my dad shutting the freezer then opening it up again and laughing.

WHAT in the entire fuck? Being that we are Caribbean, I am sure that bad boy was sliced and diced and I ate it without knowing what it was but how in the hell do you quietly carry a big ass pig’s head up a three story walk-up in Rhode Island? My father was Dominican, straight off the boat and still kept many of his country’s ways while living in the states. This was evidenced by him thinking that dress shoes went with every outfit o_O. Yes he was THAT guy. I don’t think he ever wore a pair of sneakers. Okay, my dad’s fashion sense is a whole ‘notha post but yeah, what the hell were they thinking? lol

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