Okay....stay with this one.....
3 steers, a young-un who's horns haven't budged through as of yet, a stud in his prime and an old-timer, are standing around the pastures talking one day when the old-timer steer says, "The rumor is that our owner is fixin' to bring in some big time, massive brahma bull to take over all the studdin' duties around here! Ya know... I've been around here a long time, and I ain't-a fixin' to let go of the few ladies that I have left....uh uh.... no way!" The prime stud kicked in adding, "that's right fellers, I've just come into my prime and I love my duties of satisfying the girls all over the barnyard. If he thinks he's gonna come in here and take over for all of us, he's got another thing comin'!" The young-un piped in saying, "that's right fellers, I'm with you. When I'm about ready to join in on the studdin' duties around here once my horns come through, I don't want no big lumox of a bull messin' things up for me!"
Just about then an over-sized animal transporter truck backs into the yard and immediately upon stopping, out the back busts through the largest, most ferocious brahma bull ever seen in those parts! "I'M HERE NOW," the bull bellowed out, "AND I'M HERE TO STAY! THIS IS MY LAND, THESE ARE ALL MY LADIES AND I DARE ANYONE TO TELL ME DIFFERENT!"
The old timer sheepishly uttered, "wellll, actually,.....I've had all I can really muster in my studdin' duties. Don't really need to be involved in that anymore." The prime stud chirped in adding, "ya know, I really don't find the girls around here attractive. I hope the owner gets my transfer papers set to that farm down the road." Just at this time these two looked over only to see the young bull sneering and snorting and clawin' his hoof at the ground in a challenging pose toward the monsterous brahma! They looked at him in disbelief and quickly the old-timer cried out, "BOY, ARE YOU CRAZY!! THAT BULL IS GONNA KNOCK YOU INTO TOMORROW!" The young-un called back, "Yeah, well whatever! I still want him to know that I'm a bull!":y4:
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