A grim battle during the bacon and salsa famine of the early 21st century saw pig pitted against taco day in, day out. Unable to find a beueaucratic resolution to their problems, the pigs took it upon themselves to sue for peace by interbreeding. Mating pig with tacos of every description bore many foul creatures: neither hard nor soft... salty, nor cured. One of these born in the dead of night made for the hills before first light.
Relying on speed and bacon to escape, the one they called Phsiris got away. This miscreation now relives the suffering of these early years in late night sonic lunacy throughout the world, never forgetting, never forgiving.
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