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Pig Queen

Wilson P. Higgsbury

She looks bossy.

Afternoon, queenie.

I should hope no one expects me to bow.

What feasts she must have...

O, great lady!

She does not smell particularly royal.

She looks majestic.

A life of aristocracy is a life empty of meaning.

Ms. Wickerbottom

Clearly the monarch of this society.

MAMA, QUEEN OF HAMLETS

Hey there, your majesty.

Wolfgang should curtsy?

We separated from the crown ages ago.

Whar be yer treasure?

Fancy Twirly Tail

I AM YOUR MONARCH NOW