You always knew yourself as a big fat pig on the farm. You wake up in warm mud and observate how Tall Skinny Figure throw some oats to another pig who must be your brother. Figure leaves and your brother starts to eat thine splendid gifts. You will be feeling yourself better if you will devour at least a part of those oats, but your brother seems to be enjoying himself and his own feel of rareness in front of thine Tall Skinny Gods. You move your colossal corpus to non less stately his own.