Be careful of taking a young bull to the party, it might come back to haunt you!
There were two bulls, a young one named Tank and an old one named Dawg.
It was that time of year to satisfy the local female population, and
young George was pretty excited.
"Dawg, Dawg, can I go down to those heifers over there?" asked Tank.
"Tank, relax. Here is how it works. We'll wait until they're lined up
at the feed trough so we can have our way with the ladies in a nice
orderly fashion." said Dawg.
"Okay, I can do that." Tank answered.
Well, feeding time came and all the heifers were lined up just like Dawg
said and Tank was all excited to go down there, but Dawg had a few more
instructions.
"Now Tank, here is how this is gonna work. I'll start at one end and
you can start at the other. We'll meet in the middle" said Dawg.
"OK, OK, let's go!" said Tank.
"Hang on Tank!. One more important thing to remember. These gals will
let us have our way but you have to show some respect and be polite. OK?"
said Dawg.
"Sure" says Tank.
Well, they go on down to the heifers all lined up. Tank starts at one
end and Dawg at the other. Tank is pretty excited, but he remember's Dawg's
instructions about being polite, so as he is going along he makes sure to
say - "Thank you ma'am, thank you ma'am, thank you ma'am, thank you ma'am,
thank you ma'am, sorry Dawg, thank you ma'am."
