Choices make fools of us all

Everyone can eat my hog. Really, that's what it's there for, and it won't bother me in the slightest. For all I care, you can go ahead and eat my hog. What do I care? If you choose not to eat my hog, there are plenty of other choices out there for you. Whatever choice you make will mark you for the rest of your life, even if you don't remember what that choice was or what the outcome was; that's just how time and space work. Ergo, if it's all the same to you, you can eat my hog. Bitch.