The pub was cozy. The two women came in. It had that log cabin feel to it. There was
a fireplace. Some music in the jukebox was playing. Two young fat men were eating
mild chicken wings. There was plenty of pork to eat for snacks. Mainly there was ale
to drink, regular beer, and plenty of other refreshments. Sally and Betty ordered up a
big bucket of wings. There were salted nuts, chip and dip to eat. The wings came up
an hour later and Sally and Betty demolished them wings. They had some homemade
brew. After a couple hours of steady drinking they decided to go home. The beach was
peaceful and there was a full moon out. In the distance within town they could animal
sounds. It was like the town's people disappeared and the animals, mostly swine
roamed the streets. This sort of freaked Betty and Sally out,but they managed to get
home ok. With all the eating they did, they felt their bellies slightly filled and like
hostages trying to break free, their bellies was bunning well and poking out a bit. More
trips to fast food means more deposited fat.