To one day own a champion bull together.
We'll travel the rodeo circuit, watching our tenaciously diabolical bull throw multiple cowboys to the wind. And we'll just sit there, eating snowcones, raking in the dough. And when the sun has set, we'll quietly take our bull by the horns (who will be known to all as something sinister; like Hell's Girlfriend or Erection's Doom, but in the privacy of our own trailer, we'll call it Marlene), we'll tip our caps and walk on to crush the dreams of our nation's remaining cowboys in less than 8 seconds.
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