This Little Piggy ...

My Grammie came down to Georgia to see me for a few days and she told me the story of five little piggies with my toes. Apparently, one of them had a hunkering for roast beef but was let out in the cold when it came down to handing out meat. What's that all about? It's called Arby's man. Anyway, the story made me laugh, and at this point in my life, what's more important than that? Well, aside from a nice, chilled bottle.