Who wins Pork Djokovic/Pork Nadal/Pork Federer

AndrewUtz

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Assuming all three players were at pork form (magically transfigured into pigs) who could we see winning on each of the respective surfaces?

I think pork Djoker could still be the best on grass.

Please weigh in.
 
It’s not a more ridiculous question than the other 6 million posts on the subject.
I still believe it‘s a matter of hair day.
 
The Fedpig made his house of grass; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Fedpig was devoured.

The Rafapig made his house of clay; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Rafapig was devoured, too.

The Djokopig made his house of acrylic-covered concrete; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed. Yet the house stood strong.

Then the Big Bad Wolf tried to get into the house by climbing down a chimney. But he was hit in the throat by a stray tennis ball, and instantly slain.

The Djokopig was charged with unlawful wolfslaying, and spent the rest of his days in prison. And there was great rejoicing.
 
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The Fedpig made his house of grass; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Fedpig was devoured.

The Rafapig made his house of clay; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Rafapig was devoured, too.

The Djokopig made his house of acrylic-covered concrete; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed. Yet the house stood strong.

Then the Big Bad Wolf tried to get into the house by climbing down a chimney. But he was hit in the throat by a stray tennis ball, and instantly slain.

The Djokopig was charged with unlawful wolfslaying, and spent the rest of his days in prison. And there was great rejoicing.
:D
 
The Fedpig made his house of grass; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Fedpig was devoured.

The Rafapig made his house of clay; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Rafapig was devoured, too.

The Djokopig made his house of acrylic-covered concrete; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed. Yet the house stood strong.

Then the Big Bad Wolf tried to get into the house by climbing down a chimney. But he was hit in the throat by a stray tennis ball, and instantly slain.

The Djokopig was charged with unlawful wolfslaying, and spent the rest of his days in prison. And there was great rejoicing.

The insane thing was, the wolf that he slayed.....was himself.

When the three little pigs story went all Fight Club in the end.
 
The Fedpig made his house of grass; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Fedpig was devoured.

The Rafapig made his house of clay; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and blew his house in. And so the Rafapig was devoured, too.

The Djokopig made his house of acrylic-covered concrete; and when the Big Bad Wolf came, he huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed, and huffed and puffed. Yet the house stood strong.

Then the Big Bad Wolf tried to get into the house by climbing down a chimney. But he was hit in the throat by a stray tennis ball, and instantly slain.

The Djokopig was charged with unlawful wolfslaying, and spent the rest of his days in prison. And there was great rejoicing.
GOAT post :-D
 
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