The Case of the Missing Pig and the Ripped Pinky
Carnivore – “Thermonuclear Warrior”
As I walked to school yesterday, I looked up to the top of the parking structure to see the little wooden pig :pig: , like I do every day, and I could not believe what I saw. Or, rather, what I didn’t see.
The pig was MISSING. :shock:
The first thing I thought was “I hope the little pinky sticker on the dumpster is okay,” because I knew that if the pig could go missing, then pinky wasn’t safe. And lo and behold, the poor little guy had a piece ripped off of him! 
Later that night, I was talking to Callie on MSN messenger and I told her of the sad news of the missing pig and the ripped pinky. She then intimated to me that it was SHE WHO RIPPED THE PINKY!!! She was just trying to take him home and the corner came off and she didn’t know what to do with it, so she stuck it to the nearest traffic light post. Thankfully, I have a picture of him intact, so he will still live on in my memory. And digital pictures.
Alas, I have no idea (nor does she) what happened to the pig.
R.I.P., little piggy.
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