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Well I come from the land down under
Where camper’s beer swine plunder
Do you hear, do you hear the thunder?
You better run, Cow, you better take cover!
well done, that pig
My father never made a full living on our farm, when I was a kid. He ran a vending machine business on the side, including soft drink machines. The soft drink machines (the kind that mixes syrup with carbonated water into a paper cup) would, at times, when being repaired, sit in the barn – with syrup in the tank. That syrup would get pretty ripe after a while. I remember a couple of times he poured it onto the pigs’ feed. Those pigs got mightily drunk on it – staggering all over the place.
He finally got around to reading the kosher rules, and it broke his heart…
I regret to report that Swino (yes, that’s his nickname) was killed in a car accident this month. No word on whether alcohol was involved. http://gawker.com/swino-the-beer-stealing-cow-fighting-australian-pig-1441980191
Australian pigs can be so gauche.