There’s the story of the preacher who worked up quite the appetite after a long day of knocking on doors, inviting people to church.
At the last home he was to visit that day, the lady of the house asked him if he’d like something to eat. He eagerly said yes, and she handed him a bowl filled with a strange, smelly mixture. He wasn’t certain what it was, but he was so hungry he began spooning down the contents.
As the preacher ate, he noticed this little pig running around the kitchen, squealing loudly and giving him lots of attention.