I once had a friend who was a cow. He was getting married to a beautiful cow named Bella, and they asked me if I would be kind enough to make them a wedding cake. Being the wonderful, kind friend that I am, I willingly agreed and set to work on a cake that I thought would be deep and meaningful and highly symbolic.
Turns out, cows do not appreciate beefcakes at their wedding receptions. Nor do they appreciate chainsaw conventions in their hometowns. Cows are offended rather easily so be careful.
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