Out on the open range, a bull stood like a king, chewin’ his cud, enjoyin’ the day. First cyclist rolls by, bull barely flinches: “Must be one o’ them spandex cows,” he thinks. Then the second cyclist shows up, whizzin’ by in his fancy shorts. The bull squints: “Now hold on just a minute… one cow I can tolerate, but two? That ain’t right.” Next thing ya know, that bull’s got his head down, hooves thunderin’. Moral of the story? Even a bull has a two-cow limit. | Skillful Cowboy

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