Similar to doggy style, the boar while having sex (which he probably paid for) with the sow in mud and fecal matter then starts talking dirty to the sow and slaps her in her curly tail saying "Oh yeah, you like that filthy swine!" The sow freaked out tries to run from the boar but she is single hoofudly subdued. As he places his truffle locator to the wind and his shamefully proportioned pork loin ins the sow's shop vac sized vaginal cavity (works wet or dry). He scents a oncoming squad car. His hooves beats a disgraceful retreat but the boar is effortlessly subdued in a Hardees parking lot. The pig demands to know the boars middle name. Inevitably the boar relinquishes his embarrassingly retarded yet incredibly ironic middle name, 'barnyard'. In hysterical disbelief the pig requests the boar to reiterate his answer. With tears streaking down his mud caked cheeks the boar repleted even louder and more disgracefully "BARNYARD!" With dispatch and the pig holding their bellies with laughter the boar contemplates suicide for the third time today. So ends the daring, yet tragically doomed, sexual maneuver known only as the 'piglet'.
by The Real Niggers' Pope September 2, 2008
Piglets - When a woman aged 30 or more puts her short to medium length hair into pigtails and those pigtails are shorter in length to the point there are almost out of the bands which hold them. Often seen in a yoga class in California.
by CanuckCVSCODad October 16, 2019
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Winnie the poohs BFF! Piglet is the small, round, timid, pink piglet starring in New Adventures of Winne the Pooh
by juney luney September 14, 2006
A very beautiful young woman who makes the occasional, cute squealing sound when surprised, scared, or flustered.
Aww, piglet.
by MAB88 July 11, 2008
The sordid and, obviously, pink creature of wierdly non-porcine origins, in A.A.Milne's "Winnie the Pooh." A baby kangaroo, Piglet often gets himself into confusing situations, like being stranded in trees when it's raining, if I am remembering my English childhood correctly.
My uncle, a civil engineer from New Delhi, was a contract worker for the Iraqi government in the mid 1980s. He once visited us in the UK, and insisted on taking me and my sister to Harrods. My sister immediately chose a high-quality Piglet, complete with green corduroy onesie. Actually, writing this example makes me realize that Piglet was not a baby kangaroo at all. He was an actual piglet. Sorry about that. Back to Harrods. I believe I selected a white mohair jumper that I wore on special occasions, such as Dorcas Day, throughout my adolescent years. It is difficult to explain what Dorcas Day is.
by Bhanu: A Failed Novelist January 14, 2008
by TastyButterButt August 1, 2006