Wilbur: [to a lamb] Wanna play?
Lamb: [to an old sheep] May I, Papa?
Old Sheep: Certainly not. In the first place, you can't get out of your pen. In the second place, sheep do not play with pigs.
Wilbur: Why not?
Old Sheep: Oh, it's a matter of status. Sheep, for instance, are highly regarded by Zuckerman, because we furnish him with good quality wool. With pigs, on the other hand, it's just a matter of time.
Wilbur: Time before what?
Old Sheep: Before they're fat enough to kill.
Wilbur: (incredulously) What did you say?!
Old Sheep: Oh, everybody knows that. In the fall, you'll be turned into smoked bacon and ham. And then, just as soon as the cold weather sets in, they'll kill you.
Wilbur: Ohh! (faints)
Goose: Templeton.
Templeton: Hmm.
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