The Day I Licked the cow.*wack*
The fair was always an interesting place to go.especially if you're bored. One day I was walking with my friend through the fair and decided to see the animals. After running into Elvis and saying hi, we continued on. We pet the goats and monkeys, fed the members of NSYNC and then saw our friends Jay and Silent Bob. They were testing new coke on a poor old lady, who happened at the time to be eating the goats food and clucking like a chicken. It was quite funny actually. We said goodbye and continued on to where the cows were. We were petting all of them and having great conversations. Then we saw the most delicious cow in the world.and I was hungry, Elvis ate my cotton candy. So I decided to lick the cow, see what fresh meat tasted like. I did so.kind of like a greeting, spit out the hairball, and had a great conversation. His name is Henry and he was born in southern Mexico. He was acting a little.I guess I could say.mad. So I said goodbye after he kicked the guy from Blues Clues who was standing behind me.and continued on.
The next day after the fair, I went to school and carrying on with my normal daily activities. I was sitting in math class when all of sudden I had a urge to smack my head against my desk. I did so and got strange looks from the whole class. My friend who was sitting next to me (she also licked the cow) was drooling profusely, and eating her algebra book. She then went to the board and started slamming her head violently against it, we were sent up to the office. We were sent home and throughout the night we kept slamming our heads against random things, also, instead of eating meatloaf like the rest of my family, I had a great pile of grass.
The next week my parents brought me to every psychiatrist in the state, and I killed 10 of them from random head wackings. Since I was a minor and mentally ill, they sent me and my friend (who murdered only 5, but ate three of them) to the Psychiatric hospital for disturbed teens. In the years to come, they came to find that we each had a serious case of Mad Cow Disease. We both lived in the hospital for the next 10 years until we were tamed and learned how to control our head whacking. We are not living on our own and started an association, MCDA, Mad Cow Disease Anonymous. We both are now famous rock stars belonging to the group the Donnas.
I tell this story to remind everyone out there that they should never lick a cow. You never no what might happen.
The fair was always an interesting place to go.especially if you're bored. One day I was walking with my friend through the fair and decided to see the animals. After running into Elvis and saying hi, we continued on. We pet the goats and monkeys, fed the members of NSYNC and then saw our friends Jay and Silent Bob. They were testing new coke on a poor old lady, who happened at the time to be eating the goats food and clucking like a chicken. It was quite funny actually. We said goodbye and continued on to where the cows were. We were petting all of them and having great conversations. Then we saw the most delicious cow in the world.and I was hungry, Elvis ate my cotton candy. So I decided to lick the cow, see what fresh meat tasted like. I did so.kind of like a greeting, spit out the hairball, and had a great conversation. His name is Henry and he was born in southern Mexico. He was acting a little.I guess I could say.mad. So I said goodbye after he kicked the guy from Blues Clues who was standing behind me.and continued on.
The next day after the fair, I went to school and carrying on with my normal daily activities. I was sitting in math class when all of sudden I had a urge to smack my head against my desk. I did so and got strange looks from the whole class. My friend who was sitting next to me (she also licked the cow) was drooling profusely, and eating her algebra book. She then went to the board and started slamming her head violently against it, we were sent up to the office. We were sent home and throughout the night we kept slamming our heads against random things, also, instead of eating meatloaf like the rest of my family, I had a great pile of grass.
The next week my parents brought me to every psychiatrist in the state, and I killed 10 of them from random head wackings. Since I was a minor and mentally ill, they sent me and my friend (who murdered only 5, but ate three of them) to the Psychiatric hospital for disturbed teens. In the years to come, they came to find that we each had a serious case of Mad Cow Disease. We both lived in the hospital for the next 10 years until we were tamed and learned how to control our head whacking. We are not living on our own and started an association, MCDA, Mad Cow Disease Anonymous. We both are now famous rock stars belonging to the group the Donnas.
I tell this story to remind everyone out there that they should never lick a cow. You never no what might happen.