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Bovine Madness
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My friend, Laura, had just had a
whole bottle of milk spilled on her,
after which she was licked by a
thousand sandpaper calf tongues. She
was not in a good mood, and would
have probably gone home if it hadn’t
been that her cousin, Amanda, still
wanted to milk a cow.
We stepped into the milking barn,
and a cow, smelling the milk on
Laura, reached out her nose to sniff
her. Laura glared at the cow. “Don’t
even think about it, Bessie.”
“Her name isn’t Bessie,” I said.
“What is it?”
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