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I didn’t want to tell her that since

the cow’s nose was always running,

we had named her Snot Nose, so I

fudged. “Bessie will do.”

Just then, Snot Nose, or, uh,

Bessie, reached up with her tongue

and cleaned out her own nose.

“Eww!” Laura exclaimed. “That

is just gross!”

As if in response, when Laura

turned to look at me, Bessie reached

over and licked Laura on the side of

the face with the same tongue with

which she had just disemboweled her

own nose. She left a big streak of

green slime on Laura’s cheek.

“Ahhh!” Laura screamed. “I hate

cows!”

“Well,” I said, “she really seems to

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