Think I'll stick to vintage(or at least interesting) firearms on the hogs, myself. I can admire a good knife but can't really see myself sticking a hog with one, even if some eager dogs are holding it for me.
And the last time I was at a hunting camp where whiskey flowed freely, the organizer wound up staggering around in 25� weather, clad only in boots and his tighty whiteys. The ladies present at the time were fairly mortified
