
My wife and I went to the county fair last weekend. The first exibit we came across was about breeding large livestock.... This was the first bull's pen, it had a sign that stated " THIS BULL WAS BRED 50 TIMES LAST YEAR". My wife playfully nudged me, winked, and said that beat your average last year.

We came across the second pen, its sign said " THIS BULL BRED 150 TIMES LAST YEAR" My wife painfully elbowed me in the ribs, and stated that I could learn a thing ot two from this bull.

The last pen's sign read, "THIS BULL BRED 365 TIMES LAST YEAR". My wifes eyes nearly popped out, and I saw her knees slightly buckle as she whispered ".... thats EVERY day.... you could definatly learn something from this one!!"
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I told my wife... " If you could speak to the last bull, I can tell you with the upmost of certinity... he would say that HE HASNT BEEN FUCKING THE SAME OLD COW EVERYDAY, now has he?"
The doctor told me I really dont need a spleen, my condition has been upgraded from critical, to guarded, and I should eventually make a full recovery.