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Pig Head

Wilson P. Higgsbury

Crispy.

Wilson P. Higgsbury

Looks like an offering to the beast.

Fascinating. The fire hasn't affected its components.

It appears to be a conduit for dark forces.

Wasn't it bad enough already?

Tough break, dude.

Bah! Completely unnecessary carnage!

It appears there are warring societies here.

Not even the cheeks are left...

Ooh la la, the things I could do with you!

Normally I like a good roast, but this is not right.

This is savagery.

Pig roast!

Er... charming.

Gross.

We just wanted to be friends.

He's been burnt down.

Kill the pig. Spill his blood.

Can't say I'm going to miss it.

He's not going anywhere.

Ms. Wickerbottom

It's the charred remains of a head on a stick. Tsk!

Ms. Wickerbottom

Tut tut. It's a head on a stick.

'TIS FWOOSHED

YON HEAD HAS'T BEEN CHOP'T

It can always get worse, I guess.

I guess I have it alright.

Why no face?

Why long face?

I'd like to complain to the chef. Politely.

What a waste of good pork.

Crispy.

Sometimes them eyes be glowin'...

Ashes

Rot inside

HEAD MODULE EXPIRED

THAT PIG WILL FEEL SILLY WHEN HE NOTICES HE HAS LOST HIS HEAD MODULE.