"Here, the Bacon Fairy said give you some too," Eunice told Norma and put a few pieces on her plate.
"And what the Bacon Fairy look like?" Norma asked her sister.
Buford had done some drawing in college; had even entertained the idea of being a commercial artist, but realized he was not skilled enough.
"Bet she would look like this," he said and rapidly sketched out a pig with wings, carrying a plate piled high with bacon.
He put a short skirt on the pig and a snug wife beater shirt with enormous breasts threatening to spill out.
"Yep, that's what she'd look like," he mused and tore the page off of his pad and slid it over to Norma.
Norma gasped as she admired the drawing and showed it to Eunice.
"Oh, I always wondered what she looked like," Eunice teased her sister.
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