Pigs and Babies

Squirm makes me instantly think of a pig or a baby. Not fat oinkers or wrinkled prunes passing as pigs and babies, but soft, fuzzy, piggies and babies. They must be scrunching their noses, squealing, and wiggling their rears in order to escape from your grasp. Woman! They shout in piggie-baby talk, I want to make a mess and I want to make a mess now!