Magdalene came from the Fenland between Danube and Ó Danachair ‘…such a beautiful day…’ she spruik, the corners of her mouth curling upwards. The last pig to pass, its rider pulling hard on the reins, had a ring in its snout. Snorting, the pig bucked to and fro, weakening under the weight of its rider. ‘…stop that pig…’ hollered a man, his head tilting sideways. ‘…it’ll make a mess, mark my words…’. Urdorf Aargau rode the fattest pig, a sow with black and white splotches on its belly; Obregon Sonora the littlest, a rundle piglet with a sharp capstan snout. ‘…for fuck sake …’ said Urdorf Aargau, ‘…will this cur ever stop fucking bucking…?’ On the underbelly of the sow was written “that thou art a mighty great chatterer, and that with a blunt wit thou art always striving at sharpness; but to show thee what a fool thou art and how rational I am, I would have thee listen to a short story…” Obregon Sonora, kicking his heels into the side of his pig exclaimed ‘…man is but a fool, it’s the pig that knows the truth…’.
 CERVANTES SAAVEDRA, Miguel de, Novela de Rinconete y Cortadillo, Deutscher Taschenbu