The three little pigs decided it was time

The three little pigs decided it was time to come out of the closet and tell everyone the truth. They'd been living as "roommates" for years but in reality they were

running an illegal construction business, making unsafe shoddy housing that was sold for vastly more than it was worth. At the press conference the three pigs deflected the angry

wolfish press by wearing low cut blouses and jeans. They really let those boys in the corps get a good view of their bacon. Which reminds me of that time i gave a pig a pancake...

an act so unspeakably vile & abhorrent that I certainly won't be describing it here. Ask your sister, she knows. The bacon was crisping up nicely and the toast popped up. The boys

needed an egg to upgrade their sandwich to a Big BELT. "Look! There's an ostrich sitting on her egg," said one. "I'll distract her with a neck warmer sale and you go swipe it."

But in their quest for a BELT sammich, someone placed a gherkin on the sandwich & the LGBT people wanted to sue for copyright infringement.The ostrich egg wasn't so easily procured

and so the team needed all the resources at their disposal, which meant that they had to win this lawsuit with the minimum expenditure possible. "Well," said Sue. "For a start,

I must confess that I don't really have a law degree." The partners gasped and Councilor Throckmorton's monocle fell into his mug of coffee. "Nepotism got me here, but it could

have hardly accounted for my phenomenal rise to success." He fished the monocle from its watery repose and slurped at its glassy surface. "Right, Daddy?"