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Some Pigs
This story is something I once wrote upon the back of my math homework. Enjoy!
Once upon a time...
The Three little pigs were getting sick and tired of the Big Bad Wolf. Actually, Mr. Wolf, as they addressed him, seeing as they weren't afraid of him.
Pig number one was always busy growing his corn and was super proud because he had the tallest corn stalks in all of the land of Osia.
But there were evil forces at work against his pround standing crops, such as fighter planes that were captained by a lanky man named Bees, who sometimes fiendishly went by Charles.
Pig One, who has no real name, was the general enemy of this so called Charles. They fought day and night for no appearent reason.
As for Pig Two: he was the head of the Lousiana Mafia. He knew exactly how to get to everyone and everything on the inside. Now his REAL name was Pig Two but usually he was referred to as Boss.
His initial job was to collect all of the most scary looking and intimidating hats he could, and boy did he do his job well. He's got Like 30 of those things.
Last, but not least, is little baby Pig Three. He happens to be a pig. No job, no hat, has no power of speech, and is quite the messy eater.
As you can see Pig Three is pretty boring. Unless you really like plain pigs. All day long Pig Three snorts and eats and lives like a typical swine:
I am a swine
I snort and whine
I eat and sleep
And nothing else
For I am boring, my friend
But I do get a fancy coat.
