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Circle B Bar Reserve, Lakeland, FL. This dirty little guy was foraging near the entrance, accompanied by a large female.
my first ever attempt at pigs in a blanket. honestly, i don't think i'd ever had them let alone made them before.
i've concluded that they are definitely not my favorite food.
The 'Flying Pig' 43106 departs Bewdley on the Severn Valley Railway from the dark side. Charter 20th April 2015. See more of the Pig at- davebowles.smugmug.com/Railways/London-Midland-and-Scotti...
You can probably tell that I have a fondness for animals. These two pigs were taking a snooze at the county fair in Bird Island, Minnesota this summer. They made such lovely forms and colors. Of course the Yin & Yang pose was attractive.
Meanwhile and despite little boys in rain gear and Anita this piggy was enjoying the day. It looks like she might be trapped in the feed tub but I watched her intentionally put her leg in and then rub back and forth getting that one hard to reach itchy spot. Happy Easter to those who celebrate the day and otherwise, Happy Sunday Weekend to all others.
The general idea behind Graffiti Underworld was to collect the wildest graffiti related stories in the voice of the writers themselves and compile them into a book. Each writer’s section reads as if they were sitting face to face with you telling their tale. These stories are meant to put you into the world of the graffiti writer, crawling through train yards, locked in jail cells, running down fire escapes and other forgotten corners of our cities.
I ended up with far too much content to fit into a 200 page book. The following are some outtakes from my interview with HOUR Pigs Crew.
Hour:
I was staying in Oregon for a while, Eugene, Oregon. The first crew I was ever in was called PHO. Putting Heads Out. A lot of the members had gotten in trouble in New Mexico and they bailed to Oregon. They were like you could come up here. They all had a house. You should come up here and stay with us. I was trying to get out and go to Seattle. I ended up going to Oregon. We stayed at this house. It was like a two bedroom house and there were like eight or nine people that lived there. None of us had jobs. We would just party every night. We would just hustle, get money and paint and all that shit. We’d do cart runs of food and cart runs of paint. This chick always let us have parties at her house. We had this three day rager at her house. We racked all this food and beer. In Oregon we would steal beer and return the bottles and buy more beer. So these kids are talking shit to my friend. I go get a couple more people.
They all start piling into this SUV, it’s got rims, it’s brand new, it’s got TV’s, nice as fuck. I see this kid pull open the door and jump in the car. I run across the street and there’s these dudes standing there. They’re like we don’t know what the fuck is going on leave us alone. I told one of my boys to stand in front of the car. I reach over the passenger to the driver and I tell him that’s my fucking brother you run him over and Ima fucking kill you. He’s like “I don’t know what’s going on?” I grab him by the hair and slam his head into the window. I was like “That’s what’s going on!” I tried to pull his keys out of his ignition but I was kind of anxious, so I didn’t turn the key first. So I’m like ripping at the keychain. I bent up the key and it fucked up the ignition. He’s like what the fuck you doing to my car. His CD player was down and I fucking punched down on the CD player and broke it off. I reach back in the back seat and his TV was there open and I folded it backwards so it hit the roof the wrong way and snapped off. I’m like “That’s what the fuck I’m doing!” My friend was pounding this dude nasty. Both his eyes were black. All these chicks were in the car and all these dudes were in the car screaming like chicks and they’re like “Go! Go! Drive the fucking car!” He was like “I can’t this dude’s gonna kill me if I run over his friend.” I left the car and right outside the car there was this house for rent with the metal for rent sign. It was one of the big ones not like the plastic red and white ones. I picked it up out of the ground and started belting the side of their car like sick, putting dents and holes. The whole back of the suburban was filled with all this shit and I start breaking the windows out of the side and I broke the window out of the back and all the shit started falling out. They started freaking out even more. I started putting holes in the other side and they ended up skirting and bailed out. When they bailed more shit started falling out. One of my friends started picking shit up that had falling out. A brand new Playstation in the box had fallen out with a whole book full of games.
We sold that the next day for a couple hundred bucks. That got us some food for a little while. When we we’re leaving, the cops starting piling in. The whole block started filling up. I put my arm around this girl that I had never even met before and we just walked down the block like I was trying to avoid all the confrontation. We had a party the next night at that same house and I killed a handle of Jose Cuervo and a case of beast and ended up fighting all my friends. I got my nose broke. It felt like my friend blackened both my eyes, broke my nose, and busted my lip in one hit. It brought me to my knees, brutally. I was supposed to go to the bus station to go to Seattle to meet up with some kids and they wouldn’t let me on the bus. I was like “Can I still get on the bus?” They were like “What are you kidding me, we can smell the alcohol on your breath and your covered in blood. We can’t let you on the bus.” I was like fuck that I need to get out of here. Let me on this fucking bus. I started to get on the bus and one of the dudes grabbed me, and pulled me off the bus. I was like “What the fuck, you wanna end up looking like me!?” They called the cops on me and this girl that took me to the bus station was like “Leave him alone he’s drunk.” I stumbled down the block and ended up passing out on the street and she drug me by the ankles into her little Honda Civic hatchback and took me back to the party and I just passed out on the couch. My boy who broke my nose woke me up the next morning with a sandwich and a beer and was like my bad.
Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship USS Swinetrek. Its mission: to boldly go where no pig has gone before.
(USS Swinetrek by Palisades Toys)
Rock Island geep 1273 brings up the rear of a power lashup rolling by 16th St. heading for the pig ramp at Roosevelt Rd. in October 1973.
Pig makes a run for it on the A684 just outside Northallerton, N. Yorkshire. A bloke jumped out of his truck to help the farmer - dunno what happened.
EXPLORED on February 2nd, 2014!
On a remote cay in the Exumas, there's a group of swimming pigs with an ironic taste for hot dogs. On boating up to the island 4 pigs swam out to our boat and hung out with us for about 30 minutes.
Pig weathervane, Maulden, Bedfordshire, 7 Apr 2020
After taking a series of weathervane photos in Cambridge I thought I’d look at doing a series of weathervanes elsewhere. I was particularly interested in those that told a story.
For various reason I had not put them on Flickr until now.
Although I’d planned to ignore cockerels and pennants I make one exception – the one on the church I can see from my bedroom window.
It seems that weathervanes often occur in clusters. Starting locally I soon realised that in addition to the church cockerel there were 4 other weathervanes in a 500 metre radius – two quite nice cockerels on garages plus a pig and a squirrel.
Pigs in Space is a recurring sketch from The Muppet Show, featuring the exploits of Captain Link Hogthrob, First Mate Piggy, and Dr. Julius Strangepork leading a crew of pigs aboard the Swinetrek. The sketch, in concept, is essentially a parody of Star Trek, Lost in Space and other space operas of the 1960s and 70s.
Pigs in Space first appeared on The Muppet Show during the second season. The recurring sketch became a popular part of the series, appearing in 32 episodes over four seasons.
Here is one episode called; the gravity of the situation
We're here visiting Pigs are cool
Southern Pig-Tailed Macaque (Macaca nemestrina) in Borneo, Malaysia. It is known locally as the Beruk.
Dignified Pigs.
Les pétitionnaires planches promettent des bollocks scélérats moyens misérables ordres chapitres rigoureux endroits dangereux tortues coquilles démons courtiser,
haereticus damnatus dixerit daemones factitia convivii leges virtutum gaudia pelle praeparatis cibariis goblins spitteries explicare difficile gravamina clamor,
пересаженное подчинение упрямое извращение благоразумное высказывание продажа возмущенных достижений артикуляция исследований обман читов унижение аплодисменты,
delícias loucas cantando versos fumando sorrisos fazendo barulho cometer pecados semblante filósofos serpentes danos supositórios avisos,
rivaliserende oproepen gedwongen regels wetten reguleren geborduurde mantels gouden zwaarden allianties verbreken uitslag verwondt barbaarse kanten beloningen redenen,
さまざまな問題論争絶対的な不幸騙された顔色紳士の配達ひどい不便権利を引きずる委員会鐘の意見ゴミ箱.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Well, isn't this weird and wonderful. This was one of those situations where I was lucky enough that when I did a double-take, I had a camera handy to confirm that what I was seeing was real. Yes, that's a small pig peeking up through the underbrush there and, yes, it is a statue.
For some of these photos, I've been trying to tell you the "why" of the shot. Well, for this one, I don't think it's necessary, but it was more of a "why not?" of a shot. This little pig belongs to my neighbors, by the way.