I am not DEAD

I haven't disappeared anywhere, been killed by some wild illegal immigrant, imprisoned in a mental institution, but oh I have been busy with my oh..........uh my pig
yes, pig
Oh my I never told anyone, what I was doing late in the night and early in the morning.
My obnoxious girlfriend with big black poka-dots on her ass.
Now 250 pounds of running tamales, I mean pork, through the hell she has put me in for the last 6 MONTHS.
Her sicknesses and accidental droppings on me oh her stubbornness of me turning her a purple color after I am done walking with her.
But it has come to that point, yes that point, to send her away to meet her maker, on October 15th.