I really hate how itchy this wool sweater is. I wish someone would knit me one made out of pig intestines instead.

Ugh, I can't believe that Daryl! He'd totally be the kind of guy who would pray to be able to make a jacket out of pig intestine to replace my raggy sweater.

Steven, the brilliant porcine mastermind, was laser focused on rooting around for the code in a pile of red, stringy plasma being unleashed by Tod, the smartly dressed but none too bright human.. he just knew he could solve the riddle and save Steve, sitting nearby, bound and worried.

Percy Pig anxiously examined the flaming mystery pizza that Wallace, disguised as Mr Peanut, had leashed and dragged home from the food trade show, hoping finally here was a substance that would make their hostage emit…the truth.

Mr. Peanut's pig assistant sweated like… a pig – would the nutty mad scientist manage to train his pet slice of pepperoni pizza to climb into the tube and assemble a sandwich from the ingredients on the table?

As the pizza flew towards the tube, Dr. Stevie the pig sweated with anxiety. After all these years, were her science experiments with Mr Peanut to develop self-delivering pizza finally going to pay off?

Professor Piggy and Mr. Peanut were flummoxed by a malfunction in the Pizza Tube.