The cows are listening to Estelle again. She's telling them that they are superior beasts, with more tastebuds, longer tongues and double the stomachs of normal creatures. Estelle preaches on and on until the cows wonder what it must be like to have such little ambition. To be so human-like.
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Beyond the Pale
Family is everything. The boundary is marked by where the shadow falls and the grass darkens. We just don't go there. Who knows what's around the corner? That statue's trouble-making, whispering poisonous suggestions, testing our resolve, trying to break up the herd. She is such a bitch.
Moo moo moo moo moo moooooo! Moo mooo moo moo mooo moo moo, moo moo moo moo mooo mooo moo moo moo moo!
Moo moo moo moo; moo moooooo! Moo mooo moo? Moo mooo moo moo, moo moo moo moo mooo mooo moo moo moo moo!!! Moo. Moo. moo moo.
(Of course this one is actually for the cows... but trust me it's a real corker of a tale here.)
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