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Survivor

Pig House

A little duct tape would fix that right up.

Sorry! I'm not peeping, I swear!

Oh. Don't like fire

Hello?

Twirly Tail home

Twirly Tail not home

Fare thee well, hideous house.

There's someone hiding, there, inside.

A house that I may never enter.

They will not invite me across the threshold.

Hee-hee, Pig house all burnt up!

That house full of nasty Pigfolk!

Sniff... smell like... Pigfolk!

Coast clear, florp.

DEFUNCT

OCCUPIED

THE FURNITURE IS ALL PIG-SHAPED

THE OCCUPANT MUST BE SLEEPING