THE STORY OF OUR LITTLE WILLY

Hi! My name is Willy. I was born on a little farm in the small town of Allenton, Wisconsin.
As a piglet, I loved to eat table scraps and roll around in the mud with my friends. Life
was pretty great. One day, I overheard the farmer talking about how we were all destined
to become bacon. BACON?! I was inconsolable. None of my friends believed me. They
said I was crazy. “The farmer loves us. He would never do something like that.” The only
one to believe me was a little spider named Charlie. He had a plan. He was going to weave
words into his webs and stop the farmer from eating us. Words in webs? That was a
terrible idea.

I couldn’t wait around for a silly spider to save me, so I came up with my own plan. That night after everyone went to sleep, I un-hooked the gate with my snout and made a run for it… Through the pen, down the hill, passed the cow barns, over the bridge, to the big light in the sky. There were huge trucks lined up with hoses coming out of them. I knew that was my best plan. I snuck into the back of a truck and waited. Eventually it started moving and I was home free. It was time to start my new life.

I traveled by truck all over the country. I met new people and eventually joined a punk band. We toured all over the world together playing amazing rock shows and making memories I’ll never forget. But, like all good things, it came to an end, and I decided it was time to return home. So here I am, serving up bacon to all the farmers because let’s be honest… bacon is amazing.