[Verse]
        Feral hogs a myth a scam a clever game
        We dance in shadows but who's to blame
        No tusks no tracks just profit's name
        We've scoured the fields it's all the same
      
[Verse 2]
        From dawn to dusk we chase the beast
        With eyes wide open in the least
        Yet all we find is an empty feast
        No snout no hoof there's no release
      
[Chorus]
        The wildest dreams they sell in tales
        Of feral hogs with fierce details
        But in the end it's just tall sails
        Empty hunts and silent trails
      
[Bridge]
        Lines they blur where truth can't shine
        An empire built on false design
        We search for clues a grand combine
        Yet only whispers cross the line
      
[Verse 3]
        Night falls and doubt begins to swell
        In fields and plains our stories dwell
        The myths we've chased a lifetime's spell
        No hogs no trace it's hard to tell
      
[Chorus]
        The wildest dreams they sell in tales
        Of feral hogs with fierce details
        But in the end it's just tall sails
        Empty hunts and silent trails
      
Howdy, Truth-Seeker,
Welcome to the #HogsArentReal movement—a fellowship of the bold and the curious, united by one mission: exposing the biggest con in the history of Texas tourism—the so-called "feral hog problem."
You’ve heard the tall tales. “Feral hogs are wreaking havoc!” they say. “They’re tearing up our fields and ruining our fences!” they cry. But where are these mystical porkers, huh? We’ve scoured ranches, fields, forests, and rolling plains, deploying helicopters by day and night across East and West Texas, armed with state-of-the-art hog-detecting binoculars and infrared cameras. Not a snout in sight.
Think about it: have YOU ever seen a feral hog? Not a blurry YouTube video. Not your Uncle Roy’s Photoshop masterpiece. A real, in-the-hoof feral hog. That’s what we thought.
Here’s the deal: this “feral hog” nonsense is a well-oiled machine designed to line pockets. Guided hog hunts? Trophy fees? Specialized hog ammo? Folks, this is no wildlife issue. It’s an industry.
We are the intrepid few determined to unmask the truth. Along the way, we’ve built this group as a sanctuary for enlightened skeptics and passionate truth-seekers like you. Together, we’ll:
We don’t fear ridicule. We wear it like a badge. Because we know the truth: the only thing “wild” in Texas is the imagination of hog hunt promoters.
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