When filing her application for a U S residence visa, Neepa put “sacred cow” in the occupation box. She quickly got a rejection notice with a note that said between politicians on both sides of the aisle, special interest groups, lobbyists and mainstream religious groups, they had plenty of sacred cows, thank you . . .
When Ernest told his beer drinking buddies he had applied for and been rejected as goalkeeper for the U.S. Football ( Soccer) team for the World Cup, they all laughed and pointed out you had to be quick, lithe, and agile to be a winning goalkeeper. Once the U.S. was out, Earnest was quick to point out to his buddies that their theory on quick, lithe, and agile versus bulky hadn’t worked out all that well, had it . . . ?
After a little research on the Internet, Leroy (black, far right) had found that there were two kinds of cow years–Mama cows and milkers as well as herd bulls lived about 80 cow years that equated to about 15 human years, but “market cattle” crammed all 80 cow years into about two human years. As he approached his second year and second round up, he was more than a little concerned which cow years he would live . . .
When asked to go to the Mardi Gras in Galveston, Julius politely declined. Last year, working on the theory that a man’s (or cows) reach should exceed his grasp, or what is a heaven for, he had gone. Unfortunately, his horns exceeded the usual reach, he had gored thirteen dancers in the twist contest, and he was still paying damages . . .
Howie was so embarrassed; he thought that the young lady who called him over to the fence was the vet, coming to check on his sinus problem. Turns out it was just Jordan, the girl who loved cows, wanting to say hello. He hadn’t meant to be a snot . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Claudette had been observing political changes over the past few years and thought that she finally had the system figured out. She would be the ideal candidate–she was part white, part black, part brown, and female besides, she looked good on camera, but didn’t actually do or say that much, and she had bewitching, intense green eyes that made reporters forget what question they asked, much less what the answer (if any) might be. . . . . David, Sf.G.
