Peanut Butter Pigs

'Warning: This story has a freakin' warning at the begining. That can NOT be good.'

'Warning 2: This is the REAL warning. So, here goes: This story may cause extreme BRAIN MELTING. And diarreah. And naseau. But, that kinda goes hand-in-hand with diareah. My bad.'

NOW, BACK TO THE STORY!

 PROLOGUE 

"What came first, the chicken or the egg?"

"I dunno."

"Wait, who are you?"

"Aren't you me?"

"No, I'm you!"

"What's the difference?"

"Well, I........."

"Exactly."

"So......which is it?"

"Which is what?"

"ARGH! This is so confusing!"

"........What? Oh, sorry, I zoned out. Wait, who are you?"

"SHUT THE @$#& UP!!"

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Someone: Hi.

Somewhere: What's up?

Somehow: Rhinocerous.

Someone and Somewhere stare at Somehow.

Someone: Right...........

Somehow: Left.

Someone: Shut up!

Somehow: Shut up!

Someone: Stop it!

Somehow: Stop it!

Someone: Seriously!

Somehow: Xylophone!

Somewhere: Can I say something?

Someone: What?

Somewhere: How come I don't get to talk?

Someone: Sigh......

Somehow: Kangaroo!

Someone: Oh my God.......

Somehow: I like big--

Someone: Stop right there!

Somehow: Stop right there!

Everyone blows up.

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'EDITOR'S NOTE: IF YOU ARE READING THIS, IT SEEMS YOU HAVE LIVED TO SEE THE @ CHAPTER. SORRY FOR YOUR LUCK.'

The brown goes cow.

QUACK!

Uh-oh.

Morton: I hate pigs.

Oh, I just gotta be me!

Who're you?

Nhehehe. You said who're. That looks like whor--

Shut up.

Yes sir.

Morton: I hate pigs.

What's up with him?

He hates pigs.

Not him, him!

Who's him?

He him.

What?

Him.

Who's him.

HIM!

Him who?

Morton: I hate pigs.

What?

Him.

Not that again!

What again?

THAT!

What?

' THAT!!! '

Oh.....

Do you get it now?!

No.

Why?

Why what?

' WHY DON'T YOU @#%$&*? GET IT?!? '

Get what?

Oh my God........

What?

You.

Who's that?

You!

Yeah, who's that?

YOU!

WHO IS YOU?!?

ME--er...I mean,YOU!!!

Morton: I hate pigs.

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Just kidding!

Note: We're not kidding.

Penguin 2: Cow pie! Cow pie! CoooooooOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW.........PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Quit singing!

Penguin 2: Never!

You just did though.

Penguin 2: Crap.

Ha ha.

YOUR MOTHER!

That's what she said!

Jerk!

What?

Not that conversation again!

What conversation?

Shut up.

Morton: I hate pigs.

CHAPTER Something: I like eggs.
I don't see it.

Can you belive it?

What did I just say?

Uhh.....

I don't see it so I don't believe it.

Oh......

You don't get, it do you?

Ahh......no......

Sigh......

Yo mama!

My mama what? (Grabs by the scruff of the neck.)

Yo mama so ugly, she entered and ugly contest and they said, "Sorry, no proffesionals!"

That joke is so old!

So?

BLLLEEEEEeeeeeEEEEEeeeeeGGGGGggggggGGGGGhhhhhhhHhhhhhh!

May the Force be @#%4&!* With You!

What?

Morton: I hate pigs.

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PaPaPaPAPaPeanut butter jeeelllllyyyyyy!

Penguin 2: What happened to Morton?

He's at a Pig Hating Convention.

Ohh......

'Note: Pig Hating Con '09 is cancelled. Sorry.'

Is it the end yet?

Does it say the end?

No.

Exactly.

Morton: I hate pigs.

Martin: I hate kids.

EPILOGUE
The End.