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I worry. I mean, little things bother me. I'm a worrier. I mean, little insignificant details - I lose my appetite. I can't eat. My wife, she says to me, "You know, you can really be a pain."

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"The Marriage of Froggo Amphibini and Giopiggi Porculini"

The June photo from Miss Piggy's Art Masterpiece Calendar 1984: Treasures from the Kermitage Collection.

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Based on some analysis, one interpretation of the portrait is that Miss Piggy died giving birth, and this was a post-death portrait.

Over Miss Piggy's head there is no candle, and yet a lit one over Kermit. If this was a marriage, her hair would be down, however her hair is up, indicating she is already married, as unmarried pig women wore their hair down. In the back, on the mirror frame, there's little paintings from the life of christ, and Miss Piggy's reflection is shown on the side of the mirror lined with paintings of Jesus's death and resurrection. To add to this, they're shown in winter clothing, however outside it's clearly spring or summer. There's even a figure carved on the bedpost, of a saint that was supposed to promote childbirth/cure infertility.

Basically Miss Piggy's fucking dead.

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Miss Piggy is an actress and a professional drama queen, as well as robustly well-educated on a variety of topics, especially art and culture; she would have engaged in this staged artistic recreation with full knowledge of "Porculini's" tragic demise. Look at the tender distance in her gaze as she looks wistfully past her IRL boyfriend Kermit. She's absolutely reveling in the understated tragedy.

This is a genuinely masterful piece of art and a completely unsurprising level of sophistication from Ms Piggy that anyone following her career would expect.

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Getting high on open window air

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‘White Cat with Gemstones’ by Joseph Jones Oil and acrylic on linen, 2026

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Hey, me and a couple of friends were planning on riding through the streets on skeletal steeds and cutting off the heads of random pedestrians with scythes, wanna come with?