Panel 1: Porker is in battle against The Buzzard, and has hit the winged wastrel with a web blast to the wing.
Porker: PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE NEXT TIME!
Panel 2: Porker is swinging away as the cops apprehend The Buzzard in the background.
Porker(thoughtballoon): PICK AT, NOT ON! HE'S A BUZZARD, PORKER, YOU PORCINE PUTZ!
Panel 3: Peter Porker swings into action against The Bull-Frog, evading a thrust of the Bull-Frog's tongue.
Caption: LATER THAT DAY...
Porker: WHAT'S THE MATTER...
Panel 4: Porker is lost in thought, and has absent-mindedly shot a web at a police officer.
Porker: UH... I GOT THIS... ER... NO, NEITHER OF US IS A CAT... DARNIT!
Panel 5: Porker is mouthing off to the King-Pig, who is puffing on his cigar in his office at his desk.
Porker: YOU MAY BE SMOKING THAT EXPENSIVE CIGAR NOW, BUT... BUT...
Porker: DON'T YOU MOVE, KINGPIG, IT'S ON THE TIP OF MY TONGUE!
Panel 6: King-Pig smirks as Porker's entire body clenches in a fit of frustration and rage.
King-Pig: WHEN YOU'RE DONE WITH ME, I'LL BE SMOKED HAM?
Porker(thoughtballoon): IF THAT DON'T JUST BEAT ALL! I'M NOT JUST PARALYZED WHEN IT COMES TO PUNS LATELY, BUT MY OPPONENTS ARE FINISHING THEM BEFORE I CAN! I SWEAR, IT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE A PIG SQUEALING MAD!