Ah, the day after! No post-partum depression, mind you; indeed, ah feel a Pigly high--and who said Piggy's couldn't fly? Firstly, fank yu all muchy ver (very much). De Piggy does appreciate you readin her blog. First ah wanna fank God for blessin me -- wif de mind to rhyme an 2 hype feet--oops! Oh no, De Piggy got carried away for a minute--that's not mi fank-you speech, that's MC Hammer's lyrics from Can't Touch This--an old Pigly favorite, mind you, just like the original Superfreak was--and don't we all still mourn the passin of one of the most powerful piggies--Rick James. Sincerely though, ah do THANK yu all very much for visitin. Indeed. There's really so much to oink about. Ah listened to Dear Pastess at www.go-jamaica.com last night (that's Dear Pastor for those of you who aren't familiar wif mi own peculiar Pig Latin). He's a laugh and a half, ah tell yu. He was broadcastin live from a toy store--the adult kind at that! Not toys for Piglets, but for grown hogs makin bacon--there are no words, there ARE no words! He's causin many swine to squeal in outrage or snort in amusement. De Piggy isn't outraged (after all she's a peculiar Pig--not a hog, a swine, or a sow!). Yes, Piggy can go wif the flow for the most part. Well, that's it for today, Bloggers. Time for Piggy to blog off, and get mi daily work done--don't forget to Kiss De Pig!