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[whumpster-fire]

The (N+1) Little Pigs

Where N is a comically large number.

From: Fairy Tales To Tell Other People's Children To Get Out Of Being Asked to Babysit In the Future: An Anthology

Once Upon A Time, there were (N+1) little pigs, who lived in a house with their mother. One day, their mother kicked them out to seek their fortunes in the world, because they were unemployed losers who turned their rooms into pigsties.

The First Little Pig saw a farmer selling bales of straw. "Aha!" he thought, "That looks like the perfect material to build a house for the minimum amount of effort!" He told his brothers this. They all looked at him like he was an idiot.

"A straw house is easy to build, but it's also easy to tear down!" said the Third Little Pig. "What if a wolf comes?" He started to show his brother studies about the maximum wind loads of straw houses, but the First Little Pig wasn't listening.

"Wolves are a hoax," said the First Little Pig. He bought the straw anyway, and built a rather ramshackle house.

The Second Little Pig laughed at the first little pig's foolishness, but when he saw a woodcutter selling sticks, he thought: "I want a big house, but I don't want to waste too much time building it. These will be perfect."

The Third Little Pig saw a bricklayer selling bricks, and thought: "These will make the strongest house possible. I'd like to see a wolf break into this!"

Soon, the Big Bad Wolf came along. He saw the houses the pigs had built, and he came up with a plan. He knocked on the door of the First Little Pig's straw house.

"Good Morning," he said to the First Little Pig. "Do you have a moment to talk about our Lord and Savior -"

"Go away, I'm playing Minecraft!" shouted the First Little Pig, and slammed the door in the Big Bad Wolf's face. So the Big Bad Wolf thought of a better plan.

"Hi, I'm installing Rooftop Solar, do you have a moment to talk about -"

"Go away."

So the Big Bad Wolf thought of a better plan.

"We've been trying to reach you concerning your car's extended warranty -"

"Die in a fire, Big Bad Bitch."

So the Big Bad Wolf thought of a better plan. He knocked on the door one more time.

"Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

The Big Bad Wolf peered in the window, and decided the hair on the pig's chinny chin chin wasn't much of a threat. It was kind of unimpressive actually. A neckbeard, even.

"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"

Then the Big Bad Wolf huffed, and puffed, and blew the straw house to pieces, and that was the end of the First Little Pig.

He moved on to the Second Little Pig's house, and repeated the process, only without the several ineffective scams. He went straight to the threats and demands, which is an admirable quality in a villain.

"Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"

Then the Big Bad Wolf huffed, and puffed, and blew the stick house to splinters, and that was the end of the Second Little Pig.

The Third Little Pig watched his brothers' demise from his brick house, and made a smug FaceBook post about inferior construction methods. When he heard a knock on his door, he said without even waiting for the wolf to speak: "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

"Uhh, this is your neighbor Bob. I just wanted to check in and see if you're okay, I saw on NextDoor there were two houses blown in by a wolf, and my neighbor Dale said both the victims were pigs, so it seems like there's a pattern."

"Oh. Sorry," said the pig. "Don't worry about me, I've got the strongest house in the whole town!" and he patted the brick walls.

Bob the Neighbor left, and the Big Bad Wolf came along.

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

"Aww, come on, man, you didn't even give me a chance to knock!"

"This story's getting too long."

"Fair. Ahem… I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"

The Third Little Pig waited smugly in his armchair, waiting for the wolf to tire himself out. But what he didn't realize was that his attic windows had blown in. The Third Little Pig had built his house with a gable style roof for aesthetic reasons, and he had neglected to install hurricane ties as required by building codes in many areas prone to high wind disasters. With wind blowing inside the attic and over the roof, it acted just like a wing! The whole roof lifted off the house and blew away, and without the structural support, even the sturdy brick walls collapsed, crushing the Third Little Pig armchair and all.

The Fourth Little Pig built his house out of stone, with structurally adequate roof design. The wolf huffed and puffed with all his might, but the house just wouldn't budge!

So the Big Bad Wolf waited for the Fourth Little Pig to leave the house. After a few days, this little piggy went to market, when this little piggy should have stayed home. But this little piggy had to buy roast beef, because this little piggy had none. This little piggy saw a familiar shape in the parking lot, and cried WEEE WEEE WEEE WEEE, half of the way home. Not all the way home, because he only got halfway there before the Big Bad Wolf caught him and ate him.

The Fifth Little Pig purchased a 7500 sq ft McMansion in a gated community. But the house soon began to fall apart due to its subpar construction, and the Little Pig lost all his money in the subprime mortage crisis. The bank foreclosed on him, and threw him out in the streets, where the Big Bad Wolf had an easy meal.

The Sixth Little Pig built a sturdy wooden house: not a flimsy stick one, but solid timber framing. The wolf huffed and he puffed, but he could not blow the house in. Instead, he poured gasoline all over the exterior walls of the house and lit a match. The house caught fire, and turned the Sixth Little Pig into fried bacon.

The Seventh Little Pig built another stone house, and a very nice one it was. In fact, it was a castle. But he'd built it on a swamp, so his castle sank into the swamp. So he built another castle. That one sank into the swamp. So he built a third one. That one burned down, fell over, then sank into the swamp, but the fourth one stayed up! And that's what the Seventh Little Pig's son inherited: the strongest castle in all of Pigland. However, when Wolfram the Conqueror invaded in 1066 AD, the Seventh Little Pig's castle proved incapable of withstanding the ferocious assault of the Warwolf Trebuchet. The Seventh Little Pig tried to surrender before the monstrous siege engine was even completed, but the Big Bad Wolf just laughed, and said there was no way he was going to all that effort to build such a large trebuchet and not use it. Soon the castle lay in ruins, and the Noble House of the Seventh Little Pig was broken.

The Eighth Little Pig built his house out of reinforced concrete. "I'd like to see you huff and puff this house down!" he boasted. "And I've got enough supplies in here to last for two years!"

But the Big Bad Wolf knew a guy who knew a guy who knew a guy, and the guy who a guy who knew a guy who knew a guy knew a guy who knew was an armadillo who worked in the demolitions industry. The armadillo set up several very large explosive charges all around the fourth pig's house.

"Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!" said the Big Bad Wolf.

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"

The armadillo laughed, and said: "Then Fire In the Hole! I'll blow your house in!"

With an almighty BANG! that stone house went away, And what happened to the pig isn't pleasant to say. The locals claim porkchops and cutlets rained down On Roofs, streets and sidewalks for three blocks around And windows were broken all over the town.

A-hem! Enough rhyming, back to the story.

The Ninth Little Pig didn't build a house at all. He just wasn't into it, man. Building houses meant being part of the system! He crashed on other people's couches and smoked weed all day. One day there was a knock at the door.

"Hey, man! Wanna buy some weed?" asked the Big Bad Wolf, who was wearing a clever disguise: he had a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a t-shirt that said "420." The Ninth Little Pig stared at him through bloodshot eyes. He scratched the hairs on his chinny chin chin. "Sure, man. Totally radical." He let the wolf in. The wolf was planning to eat him, but the smell of weed was so overpowering that he immediately became high, and they talked about metaphysical philosophy for three hours. Sadly for the Ninth Little Pig, after that the wolf got the munchies and ate him. Due to the sheer quantity of The Devil's Lettuce the pig had partaken in, the Big Bad Wolf was tripping balls for several weeks.

The Tenth Little Pig decided to move to a faraway land where there were no wolves and build his house there. On his journey he came to a bridge, where a troll was waitin for passerby.

"Ha ha!" said the troll. "You must pay the troll toll! I will eat you, delicious pig!"

"Wait!" cried the Tenth Little Pig. "My big brother is coming, and he has a house made of sticks! Wouldn't you rather eat him instead?"

"What." Said the Troll, and there was a long, awkward silence. "That doesn't make any sense."

"I think this is the wrong fairy tale," said the pig.

"I agree," said the troll, and ate him, so the Big Bad Wolf lost this round.

Later, the Big Bad Wolf came to a train track, where he saw a speeding trolley heading towards a switch. On the track ahead were five little pigs tied to the train tracks, on the other track was a single little pig. By pulling a lever, the wolf could make the trolley switch to the other track, saving the five little pigs but dooming the single pig. The Big Bad Wolf didn't pull the lever and allowed the five little pigs to be run over, because he was a Big Bad Wolf and killing more pigs was a desirable result for him. The Mad Philosophy Professor who had tied the pigs to the tracks and sabotaged the trolley's brakes lost his funding due to the lack of conclusive results, which just goes to show the importance of sound experiment design.

The Seventeenth Little Pig holed up in his house and refused to leave. The wolf waited and waited, but as he was waiting, he saw a little girl in a red hood wandering through the woods with a picnic basket. The Big Bad Wolf decided to try to eat her instead, but that is a story for another time. The Seventeenth Little Pig seemed safe, but little did he know that a deadly swine flu pandemic was spreading throughout the community.

The Eighteenth Little Pig built a very grand and sturdy house of brick and stone, but it had large windows that were easy to break into. One night, a pack of four Big Bad Wolves broke into his house. "What the Devil?" cried the Eighteenth Little Pig as he grabbed his powdered wig and Kentucky Rifle. He huffed, and he puffed, and he blew a golfball sized hole through the first wolf, shooting him dead on the spot. He drew his pistol on the second wolf, but it missed him entirely because it was smoothbore and nailed the neighbor's dog. He had to resort to the cannon at the top of the stairs loaded with grapeshot. The grapeshot shredded two wolves in the blast, and the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. The Eighteenth Little Pig fixed bayonets and charged the last terrified wolf, who bled out waiting for the police to arrive because triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. "Ah," said the Eighteenth Little Pig, "Just as the Founding Sounder intended."

The Nineteenth Little Pig went to college to become a Marine Biologist. This had many benefits, including living on a research vessel far away from any Big Bad Wolves. Sharks, on the other hand, were a different matter.

The Twentieth Little Pig didn't build a house: he hid in a cave, where he survived on a diet of 10,000 spiders per day and never left. He survived the Big Bad Wolf, but he is an outlier and should not have been counted.

The End

[arthur-two-sheds-jackson]

Hiya!!

I was wondering if you could do/make a separate post containing links to all the “The Secret Policeman’s Balls” shows (aka the ones that have Monty Python (as well as other comedians) in them that were made to support Amnesty International) in their full entirety on YouTube please? uhh thank you <33

Am asking cuz while they (the shows I mean) do include MP in them, I am aware that you unfortunately can’t edit them (uhh the links to the videos of the shows I mean) into the ALREADY gargantuan MP Masterpost Post, so I was wondering if you’ll make a separate post for/containing the links to all the Secret Policeman’s Balls shows?

Again uhh thank you dear @arthur-two-sheds-jackson <33

Thanks for the ask, Yonder! Unfortunately, I can't put them into the masterpost, it goes all wacky when I try. However, because I'm an undaunted creature, this post is going to be a

✨ Secret Policeman's Masterpost ✨

...starting now.

1976 - Pleasure at Her Majesty's, or A Poke in the Eye (With a Sharp Stick)

1977 - An Evening Without Sir Bernard Miles, or The Mermaid Frolics

1979 - The Secret Policeman's Ball

1981 - The Secret Policeman's Other Ball

1989 - The Secret Policeman's Biggest Ball (with brief appearances by Cleese and Palin only)

Missing only the video excerpts with Palin, Idle and Jones from 2012's ball, which I couldn't find for the life of me!

Amnesty International's donation page is also on this hyperlink 😉

[pencildragons]

nucleus of my python assignment just went missing so i can't open the file ..... turning into a piece of pumicestone and floating out to sea forever i think

[thasorns-moved]

my conclusion for the day: I suck at programming.

[thearticelheaven]

Explore the major benefits of consumption of amla and read how it can help for body t keep maintain. Here is the blog from The Article Heaven on Amla benefits for body visit the link and get some useful knowledge.

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[albertyevans]

Python is widely used in IoT for its simplicity and efficiency. Explore the benefits and real-world use cases of Python in creating scalable IoT solutions.

[mobileappdeveopment]

Python development can bring various benefits to your business. It saves time and money for many businesses by providing productivity.

[scoopen]

Mastering Python: How Long Does It Take and Why?

Are you wondering how long it takes to learn Python and the reasons behind its popularity? Dive into this comprehensive guide to understand the timeframe and motivations for mastering this versatile programming language.

Learning Python varies depending on individual goals and prior experience. Beginners can grasp basic syntax and concepts in a few weeks, while becoming proficient may take several months of consistent practice and learning. However, the journey doesn’t end there — Python’s extensive libraries and applications offer continuous learning opportunities.

Discover the benefits of learning Python, from its readability and simplicity to its widespread use in data science, web development, and automation. Python’s versatility makes it a favorite among developers and organizations seeking scalable solutions.

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[daincrediblegg]

I feel really bad for folks who grew up without their parents showing them classic films and shows tbh. Like. There’s so much good stuff out there that remains timeless that remains relevant to this day that is still fundamentally good, but nobody wants to show their kids these things because they’re old and because they’re not current and “oh maybe they wouldn’t get it because they’re kids” but really they’re shooting them culturally in the foot because when you only grow up with the new stuff that’s all you recognize as legitimate pathos, even though that pathos from a creative perspective is deeply flawed and rooted in sale rather than story telling. And then you end up in a class with me watching the old shit and have no idea what to make of it. And I will pity the fact that I DID watch these things growing up and that I had a cursory knowledge of some of them because it’s so much more enriching than watching whatever their parents thought was “good for children” and then they never got a chance to grow out of that. It’s just straight up sad.

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Discover the pros and cons of building a Content Management System (CMS) using Python. Dive into the world of web development and weigh the advantages of creating a CMS with Python in this insightful blog.

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Exploring the Advantages of Python Programming

The benefits of learning Python programming through a Python course in Delhi are immense. Python is beginner-friendly and widely used, making it a great choice for beginners to kickstart their coding journey and access a plethora of job opportunities in Delhi's tech industry.

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7 interesting reasons to choose Python training

Explore why Python remains the top choice for aspiring programmers and data scientists alike. From its versatility to robust libraries and thriving community support, explore 7 compelling factors that make Python training an absolute must for anyone looking to excel in coding and data analysis. Explore the best Python course in Delhi with placement.

[albertyevans]

https://selfgrowth.com/articles/top-benefits-of-python-for-data-analytics

Maximize your data analytics efforts with Python's versatile and powerful libraries. See how it simplifies complex analysis and boosts efficiency.

[kaijutegu]

From the Rattlecam project- "The first baby garter snake has arrived at the den! It immediately found the perfect pillow."

More rattlesnake snuggles, from the same location.

I know a lot of the time in captive care settings, we warn keepers that their snakes aren't cuddling- that they're competing for resources. And I'm of the opinion that for the vast majority of captive snakes, they don't benefit from prolonged, enforced conspecific contact.

But it's fascinating to watch these rattlesnake cams because rattlesnakes do benefit from prolonged conspecific contact. Rattlesnakes den together, and several of them are highly social species. If I was designing an exhibit for rattlesnakes, I'd certainly put more than one animal in there, because when you observe them in the wild they spend so much time together- which we didn't know until we started setting up cameras to observe them. It just goes to show that you really need to pay attention to the particular needs of individual species. What's good for rattlers and garters isn't necessarily good for ball pythons and cornsnakes.

[artechoceneexplorer]

A Titan of the Indian Ocean: The Tyrant Shesha

Slithering through the lush reefs and seagrass meadows of the Indian Ocean lurks a slow, calculating predator, one of the biggest and most dangerous one can find in these waters. The largest non-tiamat snake of the Artechocene, the Tyrant Shesha (Nagaraja imperator).

This titan is a naga, a member of a group of large python descendants that share mostly aquatic habits, large tail scales, sometimes forming a crocodilian-like tail paddle. Species that live in reefs like this one stay still in between rock crevices or below sediment for hours, waiting for prey to come close enough to launch their heads at it, no matter if the target is several times larger than one might expect a predator that size to take. After that, they usually stay without eating until it's fully digested usually coming out to shore to rest or breed.

The Tyrant Shesha however, is different, it has grown so large it can no longer support its own body, and remains underwater pretty much all of their adults lives, as only their young are small enough to go out of the water. Their size has its benefits though, as they are able to tackle the largest prey around: from sharks, to seabirds, to small to medium sized thalassochelonians, to the young of the largest animals of the Artechocene ocean, like Tiamats or Iricts.

One population, living in the Somalian seaway, takes advantage of the migratory patterns of the Spotted Tiamat, the smallest of the Tiamats.

They stalk the shallows where they come every few years to give birth en masse, and instead of feasting of the fast, relatively hard to catch newborns, they strike the large tired mothers as they finish delivering the next generation, and constrict them until they drown, dragging them to the seafood and swallowing them whole, a feast that can make them go for a few months without eating.