Pippin' Ain't Easy
Jan. 31, 2005
This post is dedicated to my homeboy, the big Pippin. He died yesterday of an infection after several months of fighting a Vitamin C deficiency. Police discount rumors of gang violence related to his death.
Pippin, despite his ghetto upbringing on the South Side of 1008 Division and being forced to eat his own poop to survive, was able to overcome the odds and live a happy life of 2 and a half years. Pippin's lifetime achievements include a bitter squeak battle with rival pig Boca C. His favorite foods were carrots, apples, and parsley. Pippin enjoyed eating, climbing on his ledge, and cuddling. Known to his friends as "The Pip" or "The Pipster" or "The Pi(m)p," he will be missed by all.
Rest in Peace, brother.