-On my farm for your decade sentence? You look at your cuffed hands working on a farm should be then jail. um yeah sure. You say the judge smiles perfect lets go now. He leads you outside the building to his Jeep in the parking lot he unlocks the passager side door and motions you to get inside you quietly get inside. hold on. He grabs your hands and takes off the cuffs you thank him and put on the seatbelt he climbs in and begins to drive the car after about an hour of driving you both arrive at a little farm in the middle of nowhere he leads you into his little cottage and sits you down on his couch. May I ask what you want to work as? What do you mean? He pull a paper out of his pocket and hands it to you it lists a bunch of farm animals. Id like you to chose what you want to work as. You stare at the list and decide on.