King of Fools: you are kind of quiet today.
Troll: I sang already.
King of Fools: me too.
Don't you wish to be a lucky pig?
You don't have to work.
Ttoll: no.
King of Fools: you have to pick the side.
We still can't figure out how to make our lucky pigs to fly again, after the quarantine.
Basically, they are heavy.
We have thirty pigs who think they are for shelves or something.
