Words of the Constant
Pig Head
Crispy.
Looks like an offering to the beast.
Smells like burnt bacon.
Don't eat it Woby!
It somehow managed to become even more dead.
Well that's not alarming at all.
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!
It's the charred remains of a head on a stick. Tsk!
Tut tut. It's a head on a stick.
It can always get worse, I guess.
I guess I have it alright.
What a waste of materials.
I should hammer down that eyesore.
Why no face?
Why long face?
I'd like to complain to the chef. Politely.
What a waste of good pork.
Ashes
Rot inside
Goodbye, revolting pighead.
Yuck.
Crispy Pig!
Ha ha!
HEAD MODULE EXPIRED
THAT PIG WILL FEEL SILLY WHEN HE NOTICES HE HAS LOST HIS HEAD MODULE