This little piggy went to the market.
This little piggy was a bad-ass.
This little piggy plays a mean trombone.
This little piggy had a weight-management problem.
This little piggy went on tour in Mexico,
bought some cocaine, sold it to the third little piggy,
got drunk and had sex with the fourth not-so-little piggy.
The last two piggies swapped STD's from their
romp. The fifth piggy's wake is today.
The first three piggies form a jazz band to
play at his funeral. They make it big.
A sixth, unidentified piggy was driving drunk past the
funeral on his way home from a long day's work
and mortally struck the fifth piggy's wife.
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