Farmer John wanders through the fields of his own stupidity.
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| Yo dawg! What's goin dizzown? | |
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| I'm a cow. Why is he talking to me...? | |
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| I said a hippity hop and ya don't stop! | |
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| I should take advantage of this situation. Humans never talk to cows. I have to say something profound; something so moving, that they'll never eat us again; something to evoke respect and awe... | |
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Like you didn't see this coming...
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