Greeted by Pigs

One of the great things about living here in Hawaii is that there are pigs. Pigs to greet you when you arrive home from picking up your son. Pigs to bathe in your kiddie pool behind your house. Pigs to torment the neighbors dog that is tied to a tree. Pigs to taunt you as your making smoked pork chili. Or something like that. See?

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