Sunday, October 02, 2011

Piggy Day

It’s been a year since you fecked off and left us, Piggy.


I MUST have this ring to wear in remembrance of you!…


No words can express how much I miss you.

So I’ll say it with flowers…

[via Thombeau]

Thanks for all the laughter and good times.

What’s that you say?...



You ALWAYS had to have the last word, didn’t you?

18 comments:

  1. Dearest Piggy,

    I never got meet you you foul mouthed little troll - but I think we would have got on very well.

    I hope you are running them ragged in that big ho-mansion in the heavens :)

    Shalom

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  2. Oh crikey, I've just been intimate with Damien.
    Sx

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  3. Yay Piggy!

    His arse inspired me to bare mine.

    And the world turns...

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  4. Thanks for the special 'Piggy Day' MJ... I'd like to think he's still reading all this filth with a big smile on his face.

    Thanks also for your comments everyone...

    Love from T&P xxx

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  5. He hadn't been gone too long before I started following this blog; it's hard to believe it has been that long.

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  6. Has it been that long? Its seems like yesterday...

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  7. I never really knew him; but to know YOU knew him was good enough. RIP. He seems to have made light of life. Which is something everyone can do.

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  8. Oh I wish I had known Piggy. He seemed to be a high-spirited fellow. I'm sending you a big hug, ma chère.

    xoxo
    Jon

    p.s. I've just sent you my pictures!

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  9. Thank you, Bitches.

    And a big HUG for Tazzy.

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  10. Big hugs for Tazzy, I can't believe it's been a year.

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  11. Damn ... a year, a whole damn year ...
    ((Tazzy))

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  12. From sobs to sniffles.


    Still a cunt!

    Your

    still

    one

    too

    M

    J

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  13. *kicks SID up the cunt for old time's sake and because Piggy would want me to*

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  14. Not a day goes past where I don't hear his voice, or his laugh.

    Irritating little cunt's going to haunt me until my dying day. Then he'll be there waiting for me just to annoy me for eternity.

    I'm looking forward to it.

    Nice one Mudge.

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  15. SMUNTY: Not a day goes past where I don't hear his voice, or his laugh.
    Irritating little cunt's going to haunt me until my dying day. Then he'll be there waiting for me just to annoy me for eternity.
    I'm looking forward to it.
    Nice one Mudge.


    I was hearing his squeaky voice in my head on my way home tonight and, like you, I fully expect him to be with me until my dying day and beyond.

    I have a feeling that he’s watching over me, taking notes when I scratch my arse, for instance.

    And it’s filed in a big book entitled “Canuck Slag MJ.”

    Your book, of course, is entitled “Smunty the Cabin Boy.”

    The following is a typical Piggy comment left on my blog many moons ago. The beauty of it is that you don’t even have to see the photo that was posted to appreciate Piggy’s comment…

    The bent over one is Smunty.
    The one administering the dildo on a stick is SID.
    When thy were both younger and not as fat as they presently are, obviously.

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