Who/what is that humanoid cannon ball weightlifter on the right? The bodyguard for that pussy metro prick at the podium?
Not to be confused with a large Bigmouth Bass of trophy size, or to an obese swine.
Nope...she is just a "hawg"!
Usually expressed in the following manner:
"Holy crap...look at THAT hawg!"
One should take caution to not place oneself between said hawg and...say, a self-serve all-you-can-eat buffet, as it is a sure bet that she will eat all she can and she'll knock you to the side to get to it.
This is a hawg...that when she sits around the house...she sits AROUND the house.
This hawg has been rejected as the poster hawg for the the Arkansas Razorbacks...since it is evident that to say "Go, Hawgs", in the presence of THIS hawg, is nothing less than wistful and unseemly musings...since THIS hawg can't GO anywhere in any fashion resembling haste.
No...in fact...one would be hard pressed to achieve an awkward waddle out of this hawg with anything less than a fully charged EBT card and an unlimited gift card from Walmart.
But ain't she purty?