Here's my take on it...
An Early Translation:
Pigs travel in a HERD, they eat until not is left but mud and their excrement, and then they move on to eat again, their oinks eching on the text buffers beneath them. It is the only way a Pig can be, for he is a Pig and naught else seems right to him but the bloody bishrook mud he leaves behind and the other Pigs around him. If you're not flying with us, you are that mud.
-Emperor Twitchy
from the
Oink Dynasty 2000-2008
-Twitchy
Founder of the Mighty
Pigs on the Wing