A couple of months ago I wrote about the acronym PPD, which stands for ‘Potential Piggy Day.’ My friends use this to describe days when I haven’t yet had a fit.
Today had been a PPD until about 6pm, but then I started to have a fit. Leftwing Idiot came to help me and as he did he said ‘Wave goodbye to the pig.’ Unusually, I was still able to speak a bit – just enough for my tics to open up negotiations about pigs.
“But I could still have a pig.”
“What about half a pig?”
“But I could still get a pig sticker.”
I continued to bang on about pig stickers despite Leftwing Idiot’s complete dismissal of the idea. But eventually he relented: ‘Maybe you can look at a pig sticker, online, for a moment….”
I suspect this isn’t the last time we’ll have this ridiculous but funny conversation.