PORTLY MCSWINE

What if my party isn't amusing enough? . . . What if my refreshments aren't tasty enough? . . . What if my dancing isn't up to snuff?" And finally, waiting in his top hat, white tie, tails, and bare pig feet, "What if no one comes?" Portly needn't worry of course; his guests charge in like the pigs they are and head straight for the food—leaving their host, when it's over, with an even greater worry: "What if next year's party isn't so good as this year's?" The concept is as lightweight as the hero isn't, but Portly's anxious behavior and his visions of disaster make him a perfect target for Marshall's familiar treatment. Fetchingly ludicrous.