It has been said "Once upon a time, in a distant land, there was a pig who has prefered to remain anonimous and who we will therefore call Mrs. Piggy. This fine female specimen of the species worked in a rather unconventional environment, surrounded by lights, money, women and cameras. What many would choose to call a filthy whorewhouse. On an autumn night, a rich and powerful client decided he could allow himself to spend a night with the charming lady, and that very night a creature was conceived. Due to a series of adverse circumstances the mother, having departed her satisfied client, realised she could not keep the child. With great condolence she got rid of him in a nearby river, where a gipsy family would shortly pick him up and raise him as a son of their own, adoctrinating him in the noble art of lies and deceit. The boy showed great skill in such way of making a living, and at the tender age of 15, to celebrate his pass to adulthood, he offered a ritual to the gods, sacrificing his foster parents with a rusty dagger. (cebado) as a tiger that has tasted human blood, the sadistic pseudo-gipsy started a long road of search of his own identitiy through the slaughtering of others. This choice would condition his life from that moment on, in a way that he could not have rehabilitated even if he desired to. Nevertheless, it is not in the nature of pigs to be submissive and Mr. Piggy is an especially blood-thirsty specimen, in the lack of a better adjective to describe the irrational behavior that caracterizes him". The location of the original text remains unknown to this day, but copies can be found in every respectable pig family, where they are worshipped adecuately. Extending the tale of the exemplar life of Mr. Piggy a bit, it is possible to state that the count of the killings attributed to the animal in question has rised above any previous record and is by now incalculable. The slaughters really perpetrated by him are even more numerous.

As to what concerns his private life, Mr. Piggy has kindly but explicitly threatened the staff of Mr. Piggy Corporation stating that if any material was published there would be dire consequences. Given that Mr. Piggy Corporation has no doubts concerning the veracity of this statement, it is only informed that the intimacy of Mr. Piggy, who leads a life full of adrenaline and happiness, is as normal as that of any civilized pig.

And at this point the past tales of the legendary pig merge with the present, fading away in the nebulous uncertainty of the future...