Cows......

Cows. Wonderful creatures really. All they do is sit around in fields, eating, chewing and generally taking it easy. When the time comes, they then provide us foods and meats... without as much as a struggle or fight!!!! Brilliant.

But here is the question - what the hell do they ponder all day in fields accross the country?

Is it "Christ, I hate grass!" or "I might go mad today and walk to that corner of the field". Maybe it's "I wonder when that man is coming back to wank us.... wish he'd hurry up!!!" or "I'm starving... I'd love a burger!"

After much discussion over the weekend, we think we've cracked it...

"I can not believe they put it in their drinks!"