I blame Evil Dr. Porkchop and his insidious Lair of Peril…
It’s Friday night and I have to go drinking tomorrow lunch time. The pig is safe until after that.
Nothing like getting liquored up before crawling into a rat/snake/poisonous spider infested crawlspace… 
This is turning into a superhero origin story.
Crawlspace Man!
Just need an electrical storm ro some chemicals or radioactive waste under there!
Well, yes, but at least I’m good at it.
With the superpower of … a pig. Crawlspace Man develops supernatural truffle hunting skills and a series of bizarre scenarios make this really useful.
No, he’ll just develop a slot in his back that people will slide change into.
He can also pull a cork out of his belly button and get some loose change whenever he wants.
Okay, it’s 2 days later (central time). You’ve done it, right? 
But, yeah, this is the first thread in forever that I’ve subscribed to. The thins sends me messages at just past midnight, and deceived me into thinking you’d done it yesterday, so I thought I’d say something silly.
Looking forward to this time tomorrow!
Sorry, I’ve been out finding truffles. (I had a serious laugh at that.)
It is really cold and miserable today. That’s enough of an excuse for me to postpone it. Plus the mummified mouse looking at me.
Since it is in Australia my bet is that it was left there by this guy (#5) and the piggy bank holds the key to decoding the cypher. You MUST retrieve it!
I had never heard of that case Mittu.
in Adelaide, it is hardly surprising. It is known as a city of 5 star murders and 3 star hotels.
Outside Adelaide we have Snowtown.
Yawn…
It seems to me as though Cicero just enjoys all the attention of people begging him to go get the pig…
:rolleyes:
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Yep. I need your attention.
And that pig needs your attention!
Oh for cripes sake! 57F and cloudy according to weather.com. Where I live, if it’s 57F in the dead of winter people are out playing golf.
Well yes. But I am a sook and don’t want to go creeping around with spiders or mummified mice.
And yesterday I got on the turps with an old colleague and had dreadful diarrhea (spell check) and thought “I do not want to be under the house when I have to crap with a snake eating my face”.
I was trying to shame my partner into going there but she is far smarter than I thought.
Okay- I will strike a deal. I won’t post to this thread until I am preparing to go into this horrible place (here be dugites)
Just use one of [these](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_f_p0CgPeyA
#t=2m43s) to protect your face and one of these to take care of your other end.
I shall wait patiently. I suspect that Cicero has discovered a site of significant archictural and historical importance.
The last resting place of Stuart Little and perhaps even his car of invisibility.
Cicero lives in Australia. Everything in Australia is poisonous. The snakes kill. The spiders kill. Platypussies are poisonous. I think kangaroos carry guns in their pouches.
That is so untrue! Koalas are adorable!
