It was like a pig had given instructions, like a cartoon or whatever or made up idea, to put together a big chocolate display for it, some that looked like it. Some fell apart, but it served its purpose on display. I know some looked like it some. It told of the parts. It was for me and on display for everyone. The pig was a boy. I forget all the rest. I was probably in some place that seemed interesting and neat. People were against it, but still.
I know I showed a picture of a half human half pig fetus last night to my roommate, who said it was so cute! I "felt" for it. (I was sorry for it.)