January 4, 2012
The Bull
When we had the farm, when I was about 10, my dad showed up with a bull. A big black beast. Not sure where he got it. Possibly a legal fee.
This bull was so mean we had to chain it to a creosote post in a pasture. Anything that came within striking distance would be impaled, killed. We used to shoot it with BB's, in order to increase it's rage.
It disappeared one day. Where I know not. But probably unto the stringy hamburgers we ate for the next few weeks.
My grandparents had a calf in the pasture behind their house that my cousins liked to play with. One day during dinner, one of my cousins asks where his calf was. My granddad just gets this weird smile on his face and asked if the steak was good. Oh, and that calf's dad was a mean sum-bitch My uncle dropped a bale of hay on his heads one day when he was charging him in the pasture. It took a while for him to get it off, but it sure did look funny when he was trying. We ate him too.
Posted by: Cody at January 4, 2012 2:52 PMI'll slap your dad in the face with a stack of hundreds while you and your mom watch in tears, you fucking faggot.
Posted by: Predalien at January 4, 2012 6:26 PMThat sounds like a lot of bull.
Posted by: Mockingbird at January 4, 2012 7:16 PMI think I heard that bull snort but I'm not sure.
Posted by: arcs at January 5, 2012 6:43 AMVMAN! WHY U NO RESPOND TO MY THREATS!!! You're daughter wants me to fly her out to where I live. Do you have any idea what i'm going to do to her?
Posted by: Predalien at January 5, 2012 6:47 PM