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3 bulls

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by okie, Apr 8, 2009.

  1. okie

    okie GT Mayor

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    Three bulls heard via the grapevine that the rancher was going to bring yet
    another bull onto the ranch, and the prospect raised a discussion among them.
    First Bull: Boys, we all know I've been here five years. Once we settled our
    differences, we agreed on which 100 of the cows would be mine. Now, I don't know
    where this newcomer is going to get HIS cows, but I ain't giving' him any of
    mine.

    Second Bull: That pretty much says it for me, too. I've been here three years
    and have earned my right to the 50 cows we've agreed are mine. I'll fight him,
    run him off or kill him, but I'm KEEPING' ALL MY COWS.

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

    They had just finished their big talk when an eighteen-wheeler pulls up in the
    middle of the pasture with only ONE ANIMAL IN IT: the biggest
    Son-of-Another-Bull these guys had ever seen. At 4,700 pounds, each step he took
    toward the ground strained the steel ramp to the breaking point.

    First Bull: Ahem...You know, it's actually been some time since I really felt
    I was doing all my cows justice, anyway. I think I can spare a few for our new
    friend.

    Second Bull: I have plenty of cows to take care of, if I just stay on the
    opposite end of the pasture from HIM. I'm certainly not looking for an argument.


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

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

    Third Bull: Hell, he can have ALL my cows. I'm just making sure he knows I'm a
    bull.