The Hawgs




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. At the bottom of
the steps, a young Marine snapped to attention, saluted sharply
and said, "Fine looking pigs, sir!"

Mr. Clinton turned and glared at the young Marine. "Son, don't you
know I'm from Arkansas? These ain't pigs. They're hawgs."

The Marine shot back, "Marine begs the COMMANDER IN CHIEF'S
pardon, sir! Fine looking hawgs, sir!"

Clinton smiled with pride and the young Marine felt a wave of calm
wash over.

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."

At that the Marine snapped back: "Outstanding trade, sir!"