One day, on a quiet rural farm, a lonely pig wallowing in his boredom, peered into the murky reflection of his water trough. In his gaze he inspected his fine pig features, how dull and thick he looked. 'So pompous I am...' he thought with pride. Just then a faint splash drew his attention from himself. 'My, my, my...' said a seductive voice...'What a stout pig you are...'. In shock and surprise the pig gazed unbeliving at what he saw. 'Forgive me..' it said, '.. i am new to these waters and am looking for a friend, I am a goldfish...'. The pig stared back blankley but finally said '...I too, am lonely and looking for a friend' said the Pig, 'but ive never talked to a goldfish before...'. That is is how it began.

In the months, and days following, they would talk endlessly about there lives, and throughout the nights theyd gaze in wonder at the sparkling moonlite sky. Then one night pig lost control of his piggish ways and stole what was supposed to be sacred, and screwed the goldfish silly.
The End.