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Subject: hawgs
Hawgs Ain't Pigs
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> After a weekend trip home to Arkansas, Bill Clinton stepped from the > helicopter and onto the White House lawn. He was carrying two > Arkansas-bred hawgs, one under each arm.
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> At the bottom of the steps, a young Marine snapped to attention, saluted > sharply and said, 'Fine looking pigs, sir!'
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> Clinton turned and glared at the boy. 'Son, don't You know I'm from > Arkansas? These ain't pigs. They're hawgs.'
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> The Marine shot back, 'Marine begs the Commander-In-Chief's pardon, sir! > Fine looking hawgs, sir!'
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> Clinton smiled with pride and the young man relaxed.
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> The President went on, 'Thank you, son. You see this one here?' He lifted > up the pig under his right arm. 'I got this one for Chelsea.' Then he > nodded to the hawg on his left. 'And this one here, I got for Hillary.'
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> At that the Marine snapped back to attention and said, 'Outstanding trade, > sir!