Now, Judgment Studios.

Okay, so I grew up in a small farm, right?

Animals everywhere. Cow, horses, goats, chickens, dogs, cats.

My brother had a snake and a turtle. I had a parakeet.

On a small farm like ours, it is super hard work.

Long, long year back breaking labor.

Through the freezing cold, the tropical heat.

And so what if some point, after all that, you want to go on vacation?

To take a break, head down the Florida, lay on the beach for a while.

Maybe even a quick trip to Disney World.

What do you do?

What do you do?

You stay your sorry but at home, that's what you do because these cows aren't going to milk themselves.

These chickens are going to muck their own hoops I promise you now.

So fill up a chair from her boy.

You ain't going nowhere.

No where, never, never, no where, never.

Farmers, they'll let the trade stories over the fire for how Jack McNair thought he could go to the cabin out by the lake and stay overnight with his little lady friend.

Overnight came back to find his barn a smoldering ruin.

You do not get a day off because in having an animal, you make a pack with the animal.

Yes, you might eat it later on someday but until that time arrives, you have a responsibility.

A solemn obligation to take care of that animal.

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