Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for April 10, 2005

Transcript:

"Have you seen Pigita lately?" "I saw her today at the reception." "What reception?" "Her work had its annual employee awards banquet and afterwards, they had a reception at the county fairgrounds." "How was it?" "It was a little boring, so I sort of wandered off and played some of those games the fair has." "How'd you do?" "I won that game where you knock the milk bottles off the table, but they wouldn't give me my prize 'cause they said they ran out." "Yeah...That place has a reputation for ripping people off on the prizes." "And that wasn't even the worst part." "What was the worst part?" "I entered this contest for who could make the best bread dough and spent forever kneading the dought, but when it was over, the judges wouldn't give out the prizes...They wouldn't even let us keep the dough we kneaded." "Actually, I've heard that if you're persistent enough, they let you keep the dough occasionally." "I didn't know that." "It's true...thats the way that fair works..." "You can't always get what you won, but you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you knead." "Who writes this #@*?"