HAMTON


          Our innocent patsy and 'straight man' piglet.  He's good
          natured, gullible and naively optimistic.  He is like a good
          little scout who tries to obey all the rules.

          Hamton is a highly intelligent, anal-rententive pig with
          a food-fetish. He's a worrier who's scared of the world.
          Shy to a fault, he has low self-esteem.  Every situation that
          requires a decision fills Hamton with dread.  He's riddled
          with doubt, and waffles forever over even the smallest choices.
                                                                    
          Hamton loves to eat. He is usually found in the cafeteria,
          pigging out, with an enormous tray of food in front of him.
          He is a neatness freak; his favorite pastime is dusting.

          Hamton enjoys school, homework, the library, fitting in,
          and making a good impression. Turn-offs include sloppiness
          and people who believe the old stereotype of pigs as slovenly
          mudwallowers.

          Hamton is a polite pig with a heart of gold.  He really likes
          everybody and can't believe that anyone would take advantage
          of him or wish him ill.  This makes him easy fodder for Plucky.

          Hamton is constantly being taken advantage of by his best
          friend, Plucky, who can talk him into just about anything.
          In the Plucky 'movie parodies', Hamton can invariably be
          found as the duck's sidekick.  While Plucky fights big battles
          against enormous odds, Hamton takes on the annoying little
          battles of everyday life.  For example, in his kitchen, the pig
          battles three singing roaches.

          Hamton is intensely loyal.  When a horrible monster has the
          Toons trapped, Hamton will step forward and try to reason with
          the beast.  He always comes to the fore when his friends are in
          danger; though he is likely to faint after the fighting is over.

          Hamton is square.  He isn't up on the latest dances or music.
          He doesn't know the hip jargon.  More likely to quote Shakespeare
          than Springsteen, he is a classicist.  This, too, makes him
          the butt of Plucky's ruthless ribbing.  Having two left hooves
          doesn't help much, either.

          Hamton's home at the Acme Farm is a perfectly maintained
          little house, clean and pretty, with a few stepping stones
          leading from the edge of his tiny front lawn and garden across
          the larger, disgusting mud wallow.



          QUOTABLES:


          "When do we eat?"
          "Cleanliness is next to hoggliness."
          "When's lunch?"



          AUDITION COPY


          HAMTON:       Let's see, I'd like a tub of
                        popcorn, with extra butter, six
                        orders of nachos, and a trough
                        o' slop to go, please.  Thank
                        you very much.  Mmmm, this is
                        really going to hit the...
                           (suddenly screaming)
                        UH-OH!  IT CAN'T BE!  NOT THAT!
                        ANYTHING BUT THAT!  AHHHHHH!
                           (suddenly relieved)
                        Oh, excuse me.  For a second
                        there, I thought you forgot the
                        extra butter.  (laugh)
                            (singing "Swinging on a
                             Star")
                        Would you like to swing on a
                        star, carry moonbeams home in a
                        jar.  And be better off than you
                        are.  Or would you rather be a
                        pig?