Monday, August 02, 2004


Three bulls heard via the grapevine that the rancher was going tobring yet another bull onto the ranch, and the prospect raised adiscussion among them:

First Bull: "Boys, we all know I've been here 5 years. Once wesettled our differences, we agreed on which 100 of the cows wouldbe mine. Now, I don't know where this newcomer is going to getHIS cows, but I aint' givin' him any of mine."

Second Bull: "That pretty much says it for me, too. I've beenhere 3 years and have earned my right to the 50 cows we've agreedare mine. I'll fight him till I run him off or kill him, but I AMKEEPIN' ALL MY COWS."

Third Bull: "I've only been here a year, and so far you guys haveonly let me have 10 cows to "take care of". I may not be as bigas you fellows (yet) but I am young and virile, so I simply MUSTkeep all MY cows."

They no sooner finished their big talk when an eighteen-wheelerpulls up in the middle of the pasture with only ONE ANIMAL IN IT:the biggest Son-of-Bitch bull these guys had ever seen! At 4700pounds, each step he took toward the ground strained the steelramp to the breaking point.

First Bull: "You know it's actually been some time since I reallyfelt I was doing all my cows justice, anyway. I think I can sparea few for our new friend."

Second Bull: "I'll have plenty of cows to take care of if I juststay on the opposite end of the pasture from HIM. I'm certainlynot looking for an argument."

They look over at their young friend, the 3rd bull, and find himpawing the dirt, shaking his horns, and snorting.

First Bull: "Son, let me give you some advice real quick. Let himhave some of your cows and live to tell about it."

Third Bull: "Hell, he can have ALL MY COWS. I'm just making surehe knows I'm a bull!"

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