Yes, I know I spelled swan wrong, but as usually with me, there is a story. See, look at the animals:

When I see these animals, I always say “hello swains.” Why is that? Well, during one of my many many many college residential life situations I lived in a place located next to what my friend and I called “the mud hole.” It was a murky body of man made water and in it floated these swans. One of the young men who lived on our side of the mud hole, used to go scuba diving in there.

And, he’d sit out there feeding the “swains.” I’m going to feed the “swains” in the mud hole.

So, hence forth “hello swains.”