I'm a little disappointed that no one else posted on this. But then again, I had trouble thinking of an appropriate tale until this eve when the topic of pigs came up.

When I was a freshman in high school, I had biology 7th and final hour of the day, and had 6th hour off. Being that we have the HQ for Oscar Mayer here in town, our teacher was able to arrange for us to dissect little piggies one day. I wandered by the class room 45 mins before the start, and there they were, all neatly lined up.

A sudden burst of inspiration later, I was hacking away with a scalpel, clipping off all their little ears. I tossed the severed little pinkish triangles behind a filing cabinet, and fled the scene.

When I arrived for class, the instructor was in a bit of a tizzy. He huffed and he puffed but he never did find out who did it.

A few months later, I remembered the ears. When I looked at them, they were shriveled up, hard and black. I took them and made a little necklace.

And there you have it.