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It was so that on one of the Japanese islands lived a flock of pigs - a so called tribal flock - a species of pigs that were both wise and calm and loved to swim and surf the net. There was a small restaurant on this island, which usually whisked out various leftover foods - including rice and gave it to the pigs. This had been going on for several years and the pigs waited with patience and dignity for the restaurant to close each night so they would be fed. Especially in winter the pigs needed all the food they could get to keep themselves warm.

These pigs were nothing short of remarkable. They were technical wizards and they loved to use instant messaging services to communicate with the people of Tokyo. Through the messenger service they also blogged about what life as a pig is like. A few of these pigs were talented website designer and were often called to work for the Japanese government on secret operations. The most talented website designer of them all was a pig named, Don.

However the Japanese government had to keep this a secret as the rest of the world could not find out they had been altering the DNA's of farm pigs to make them into talented website designers. The website designer Don was the first pig ever to be used as an experiment by the Japanese government and also became the most talented website designer of them all.

There was only twelve pigs like this in the entire world and japan was desperate to keep hold of them. They were cheap workers and all the pigs required in return was food. The food was provided like mentioned earlier by making the pigs wait outside restaurants where the owners would toss out the left over foods that nobody else wanted. However Don was becoming irritated with the treatment he was receiving from the Japanese government. He felt as though the tax payers of Japan should pay for him to live in luxury and for him to live in a five star hotel where he would have his own cook. These were only dreams and Don knew deep down inside that this would never happen as nobody really cared too much what a pig wanted. Knowing Don's luck he will probably end up becoming Christmas ham come the month of December. We hope not.