Monday, May 31, 2010

5/31/10

Sunday, May 30, 2010

5/30/10

This Little Piggy holds tight his newly purchased hot wax - hairlessness no longer an unattainable dream.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

5/29/10

This Little Piggy's hope eventually erodes. His Chia Teddy will bloom no more.

Friday, May 28, 2010

5/28/10

This Little Piggy, having exhausted all medicinal solutions, is left with only one option.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

5/27/10

This Little Piggy likes his coffee as he likes his women: strong, black and bitter.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

5/26/10

This Little Piggy's impulsive test would bring to light two immediate problems with the force shield: the on/off switch being outside and the inability of air to pass through.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

5/25/10

This Little Piggy demonstrates the effectiveness of the exercise machine by picking a quarter up off the table using only her buttocks.

Monday, May 24, 2010

5/24/10

This Little Piggy makes a valiant dash from the Seniors group. After a few exhilarating moments, his battery dies. For the last time, he truly feels alive.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

5/23/10

This Little Piggy, having spent the better part of two days on the the kitchen counter, eventually came to believe that yes - the floor is indeed lava.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Friday, May 21, 2010

5/21/10

This Little Piggy, blessed with early beard growth, attempts to buy alcohol for his underage friends.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

5/20/10

This Little Piggy reads religious tomes in solitude.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

5/19/10

This Little Piggy, while greatly increasing his street 'cred' with the installation of his golden 'grill', abandons all hope for a meaningful relationship.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

5/18/10



This Little Piggy watches Deliverance and thinks "He's faking it..."



Thanks to my friend Guise for writing today's frame! Check out Guise here: http://www.rogues.1me.net/blog/ or follow him on Twitter here: http://twitter.com/guisedugal.

Monday, May 17, 2010

5/17/10

This Little Piggy truly believed he would bury himself alive, until the day the television crew arrived.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

5/16/10

This Little Piggy gets a seat on the bus every day although, while believed to be bearing piglets, is only obese.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

5/15/10

This Little Piggy works with the authorities as virtual bait to lure perverts into the sting operation.

Friday, May 14, 2010

5/14/10

This Little Piggy, at first flattered by the offer to soak his feet in the tribe's vinegar pool, grew suspicious as it became clear there was a feast being planned.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

5/13/10

This Little Piggy adjusts her "breed me" pumps and heads in. She will not be going home alone tonight.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

5/12/10

This Little Piggy, having decided post-act that this was not such a good idea, uses BBQ tongs in an attempt to set things straight.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

5/11/10

This Little Piggy, the bruises still fresh from yesterday's semi-final, has his championship dreams suddenly dashed by a brutal double-team.

Monday, May 10, 2010

5/10/10

This Little Piggy had surely heard the stereotypes, but nothing prepared him for the reality when he saw a boar's tail for himself.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Friday, May 7, 2010

5/7/10

This Little Piggy, attempting to make balloon elephants, continuously produces inappropriate shapes.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

5/6/10

This Little Piggy was raised by wolves - for a few hours. Then they ate him.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

5/4/10

This Little Piggy is thinking of the eyes of the one he killed. One was blue, the other green.

Monday, May 3, 2010

5/3/10

This Little Piggy peevishly calls to complain that his pizzas were ordered 36 minutes previously, but have not yet arrived.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

5/2/10

This Little Piggy hears the rally cry, "WAGONS HO!", loads up and heads West. Thus marks the start of the Great Truffle Rush of 1837.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

5/1/10

This Little Piggy practiced for the Static Apnea championship late into the night. By 2am, his “dead pig’s float” was simply reality.