Once upon a time in a quiet town, there lived three vertically challenged pigs.

The three pigs were ready to move out of their parents’ home, not out of selfishness or teenage rebellion, but to begin a strong, independent life as college students.

With their extensive knowledge of engineering, they set out to go make a difference in the world.

There was one problem though: they were broke college students in need of a place to stay.

The pigs decided to create eco-friendly houses to accommodate to their friendly forest creatures by using only the most natural materials found in the environment.

One pig built a house out of straw, the other one built a house out of sticks, and the last one built a house out of dung and soil.

Mind you, neither one was more intelligent than the other; they simply shared different preferences in construction material and design that would best suit their individual aesthetic desires and values.

Looks great!

The first pig, named due to chronological appearance and not importance, built his house out of straws approved by the friendly community squirrels.



The first pig spent very little time on his house, as he was motivationally challenged and was comfortable with the look of arbitrary thin streaks.

While taking a nice stroll, wolf the campus monitor spotted a stack of hay that was presumably a house. Built near school grounds, the wolf saw this as a problem and knocked on the straw door.

The first pig looked out the window to see his visitor, and is met face to face with the wolf.

Terrified not at the apparent lack of clothing but at the lack of warning from the wolf’s arrival, the first pig took shelter underneath the window still.

“Hey, porkchop, this house of yours is unacceptable and against school policies. Your loopholes to avoid financial payments is the reason why our economy is going down. I must ask you to rent a school-owned dormitory on top of your college tuition,” said the wolf.

“Excuse you, but I am my own pig person and I have the capability to make my own decisions. Dorms are expensive! Don’t try to manipulate me with your upselling on poorly sized rooms and capitalistic ideals!” exclaimed the first pig.

Nonetheless, the wolf huffed, and puffed, and blew down the house. The pig flew alongside with the debris and landed on the second pig’s front porch.

After the first pig’s alleviating venting session about the wolf, the second pig reassured his sibling by saying, “Sticks are much stronger than straw, so you’ll be protected in this house.”

A few moments later, a loud knock echoed through the house.

“Surprise! Bet you thought you’d see the last of me. Now, listen to the campus monitor, or you and your house will suffer,” threatened the wolf.

“We aren’t leaving this house! Don’t make us use the second amendment on you!” said the second pig.

“Look, I’m just trying to give you a new perspective on the norms and the dorms, but most particularly the poor architecture of your homes,” said the wolf.

The pigs gasped at the wolf’s jab to their high school-level engineering skills. “This house is beautiful in its own special way,” replied the second pig.

Ignoring their comments, the wolf huffed and puffed, and down the house went with the second pig’s time and dedication.

The two pigs sought refuge, with permission, at the only house still standing: the third pig’s house.

“Don’t worry,” said the third pig, “this house is extremely resilient against overbearing authority figures.” Not much later, there was a loud pounding on the door.

“Open up! Not only was your house built without a permit, it was made out of dung, which is culturally appropriating Vietnamese names and culture. For that, it is my duty as a self empowered wolf to rid the forest of problematic individuals,” said the wolf.

The second pig held back tears, waiting for their impending doom, until the first pig reminded that crying is not limited to a single gender.

The second pig began to cry, but without any shame from societal expectations.