Dear Hogwashmistress,

Hooray! Hogwash Redux! Hooray!

And congratulations to you for becoming the first Head Sow in the modern era by wresting the reins of control from the brutish males who have too long dominated the sport of Hogwash. I know that now we can expect a kinder, more gentle, hogwash, a hogwash of honesty and good will without undue emphasis on winning.


One thing. In the spirit of Hogmistresses past do you not think that it would behoove the Head Sow to throw a small sop of slop to her piglets in styland in the form of a little hint?
Oink?

Oink, oink?