Unbenownst to you (that is why you are reading this), I am in fact not blind. In fact, I see quite well, with not one, but nay two eyes! I am also (sad to tell) not dead. This is true. For were I blind and dead I would not by typing this. Nary! Were I both blind OR dead, I dare say I would not be typing this at least not in any sort of legible formate but rather with more of a blindman or zombie-esque: "dakd dkdfj s/asdf .asdf/]24 a93'dv," kind of theme going. As to my piggyness I will say this, I am mammalian, I too am slighly pink in color (makes for excellent camoflauge in cotten candy factories), and I too love to roll around in mud. But what if my title is rather Bl-inddead-pi-ggyness. Bl of couse stands for body lycanthropomorphism (as you likely guessed), of which I can say, as far as I know I am not allergic to silver bullets so I cannot say that I am a werewolf, but then again, no one has offered to shoot me with a silver bullet. I suspect they think I am not worth that much money, but I would say that if someone were to try to shoot me with an average lead bullet I would flattely refuse, for I am not to be ignobled by items of the low peasantry. A silver bullet on the other hand...maybe. Next part you fool! Why "Inddead"? Why inddead indeed? For if I wasn't inddeaded so it would not be so certain, and what's not certain is certainly not in anything at all but rather, unplaced, and nothing unplaced can be deeded, therefore I am in-placed and deed, so indeedly-do, I am inddeaded, inddeadly. What the ♥♥♥♥ is the next part? Ah yes! "Pi". Well, pi esta un comida muy delicioso, y no llamo espanol, que necessitas como un gato rapidamente! For those of you who don't speak inferior languages to english let me elaborate: pi=a made up thing used by math teachers all over the world to scare small children with it's incomprehensible concept of ratio of a circles circumference to its diameter and induce them to poopy in their pants. Those sick Archimedian ♥♥♥♥♥ need to be stopped. I'm scared to go to the next one, but...alas, I must (you are anxious no, so am I). Gyyness, waz' up wid dat foo, damn! Easy to explain, I am male and being as such I need to constantly remind myself of my masculenity, every moment my testiculality is not within my line of sight I become beffuddled and confused, so, I added the gyyness to confirm my guyness, the state of being a guy-nessed. So now you have your answer to a question you never asked.