
Actually, it’s called the “French Pig–Squealing Championships”. I guess that hyphen is to prevent people like me from making an honest mistake.
Yohann and Olivier Roussel’s performance climaxed in a cacophony of oinks and grunts, unleashing an explosion of applause. But it was only after lengthy jury deliberations that their hopes were confirmed – the father-and-son team were France’s official Pig-Squealing Champions for 2005.The judges, headed by a former champion, had been impressed by their vocal imitations of pigs in all four of the required categories, reflecting key milestones of porcine existence: from noisy farmyard birth to death under the knife, via suckling and – inevitably – mating.
Another invaluable French contribution to mankind.