Pig
I don’t know how to introduce this. Anyway, why don’t you just read on?
—————
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:36):
anyway, there was once a dog named boo
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:39):
did u 4get to signoff or something?
SagYer! says (00:40):
no no
SagYer! says (00:40):
yeah….. me n u n a dog named boo
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:40):
no
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:40):
not me
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:40):
and not u
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:40):
just the dog named boo
SagYer! says (00:41):
ok…. and what did he do?
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:41):
barked
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:42):
except nothing significant came out of his bark
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:42):
it was more like a baa
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:42):
the rk never made it
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:42):
hence they used to call him boobaa
SagYer! says (00:42):
oh.. so was it the outcome of a cross with a sheep?
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:42):
not really
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:43):
then it’d be a sheep-dog
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:43):
and mary would have major migranes
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:43):
migraines, I mean
SagYer! says (00:44):
mary had enough migraines with that lamb
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:44):
yes, it’s a pity
SagYer! says (00:44):
but the doctor was surely amazed
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:44):
if only she’d find a frog instead
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:44):
or the mid wife
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:44):
we won’t know
SagYer! says (00:44):
or had reallly long hair
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:45):
I never really understood
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:45):
what was the piggy doing on the railway line
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:45):
they don’t xactly pick up stones
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:45):
not their natural behaviour
SagYer! says (00:45):
true
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:45):
maybe he was under the influence of booze
SagYer! says (00:46):
still. why would it pick stones?
SagYer! says (00:46):
that too at the railway line?
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:46):
it’s answerable, if we put on our boots, and turn to mr. watson and mr. holmes
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:46):
pig sty had no stones
SagYer! says (00:46):
that would be just physical though
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:46):
so he went to the railway line
SagYer! says (00:47):
unless we invoke their spirits into us oc
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
because as a child
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
he was told
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
when u want stones, the railway line is the place to go
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
and then his peers forced him
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
to drink
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
and he had never drunk before
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
and when he did
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
he did not know how he shud feel
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:47):
so he thought, why not pick up some stones?
SagYer! says (00:47):
or prolly he did that just so that ppl would create a nursery rhyme out of it
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:48):
naaa, that’s too straight forwar
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:48):
and I don’t think he’d have that kind of intelligence
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:48):
it’s not a dolphin
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:48):
or a mouse
SagYer! says (00:48):
mouse?
SagYer! says (00:48):
h2g2?
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:48):
why not?
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:48):
if a pig was asked the answer
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:48):
he’d prolly reply 2
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:49):
because they never really learn to count
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:49):
beyond 2
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:49):
of course, he could reply 1
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:49):
but then that would be too cliched
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:49):
since he already uses 1 a lot
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:49):
but that has strange consequences
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:49):
they can never count if they have all their legs
SagYer! says (00:50):
i pig can count….
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:50):
so they go one, two, then one, two again
SagYer! says (00:50):
but it would be in unary i guess
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:50):
so they have two two legs
SagYer! says (00:50):
no… it would be 1 1 1 1 1 1
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:50):
it’s quite simplified for them
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:50):
six ones?
SagYer! says (00:50):
then it would be 1 1
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:50):
I don’t think I get that
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:51):
plus so many ones would be difficult to count
SagYer! says (00:51):
well a pig won’t really count all that much u know
SagYer! says (00:51):
n besides its unary
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:51):
no, if he were to count his legs in unary, it’s gonna take four unary counts
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:51):
and they won’t know four
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:51):
so that’s quite a problem I tell you
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
actually, all of this is making my head spin
SagYer! says (00:52):
the concept of four won’t really exist in unary for a pig
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
poor pig
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
he must have felt the same
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
and probably instead of heading to the nearest dump
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
he went to the railway line
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
and saw the stones
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
and he must have gone all hyper
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
seeing them for the first time
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:52):
all the folktales about stones
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
all the mom’s stories
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
all came flooding back, flashing by
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
totally mesmerized
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
and choo choo came along the train
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
but he would not…
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
rather
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
could not move
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
he was stuck
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:53):
the stones made him do that
SagYer! says (00:54):
thats the rhyme? i dun know the rhyme actually
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:54):
how can u not know the rhyme?
SagYer! says (00:54):
whats it called?
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:54):
piggy on the railway line, picking up stones, down came the engine and broke piggy’s bones
SagYer! says (00:54):
really?
SagYer! says (00:54):
din know
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:54):
ah said the piggy, that’s not fair. oh said the engine driver, I don’t care
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:54):
now that’s really strange
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:54):
what was the engine doing all alone on the railway track
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:55):
the driver must be drunk as well
SagYer! says (00:55):
ha ha
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:55):
taking the engine on a joy ride
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:55):
maybe the pig and the driver hooked up later on
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:55):
naaaa… don’t think that happened tho
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:55):
they were very rude to each other in their conversation
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:55):
so that can’t be happening
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:56):
meanwhile no1 ever asked the engine what it wanted to do
SagYer! says (00:56):
hooked up? the poor piggy has broken bones
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:56):
poor thing must have suffered some damage at the very least
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:56):
but no
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:56):
the evil engine driver would not stoop
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:56):
er, stop
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:56):
chugged the engine on and on
SagYer! says (00:56):
u never know
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:56):
into another nursery rhyme
SagYer! says (00:56):
he might’ve slammed the brakes
SagYer! says (00:57):
but he wasn’t quick enough
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:57):
hmmm
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:57):
that’s the worst part about rhymes
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:57):
they keep all the juicy details away from u
§ Hrishikesh | Whoa! says (00:57):
cheating
