— I spy with my little eye something beginning with... P.
— Pig.
— Why would it be... We've had pig twice.
— Piss-take, lads.
— We have to sit in this cold barn when there's a lovely warm farmhouse round the corner.
— Swill?
— That's a fucking S!
— Pigswill?
— No!
— Pricks!
— I didn't know you were playing!