These days, whenever I pass a cow wandering on the road, I find myself looking around for a large blunt object, some firewood, and to see if anyone's looking. To date, I have not had the fortunate intersection of all three events simultaneously. I don't know how much longer I can take this....
To all you vegetarians you there offended by my thoughts, I offer in my defense the irrefutable logic of Homer Simpson: "If God didn't want us to eat cows, he wouldn't have made them taste so good!"
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