
From our correspondent in Moldova -- asks to remain anonymous -- reports on the third Pig, known as Moon_Pig, ...gives new clues
Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. They were going to branch out from the wallow and build some houses, so the story goes.
The first little pig, who was always in a hurry, threw together some straw from Farmer Brown's field and tied it up with a piece of twine or two. Then he beat hooves down to the Circle K to buy some quick picks.
The second little pig, who was quite the artisan, rounded up some beautiful barn wood and old brass hardware from the antique


Well, while those two were busy, wasting their time, according to little pig number three, he gathered some T1 steel I an H beams, an arc welder, some stainless steel joist hangars, sixty yards of concrete, two thousand bricks, some titanium, 50,000 pounds of solid rocket fuel and a pile of "Thor, Green Lantern and Batman" comics. He built a missile, missile silo and was going to the Moon.
"I'll be a Moon_Pig before I stick around and watch that m*_&#_f%_r wolf atomize my buddies' houses, and their brains. Adios."
There he went and everyone to this day thought that missile silo was a brick house. The End
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