This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home, this little piggy had roast beef, this little piggy had none, and THIS little piggy had crack cocaine sprinkled all over him, got addicted and ended up selling himself in shady train station bathrooms to strange men wearing tie-clips until he contracted Hepatitis and went on to write a best-selling memoir about his days as an addicted prostitute. You can buy it at Borders.
Love those guys at Lifelounge - sometimes Aussie humor is the best!
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