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Originally Posted by ScoobsMcGee
It stopped mattering after someone posted a picture of bull testicles.
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Now THAT brings to mind a back-on-the-farm story.
It was a hot day in August and relatives were visiting the farm, including this obnoxious girl that was a couple years older than I.
It was also the day that we were going to butcher a young bull. So we rounded up the bull and closed it in a barn, that had a dirt floor. My father loaded up a slug into his 12 gauge shotgun and shot the bull right between the eyes.
Then he and my grandpa hoisted the animal up by it's hind legs to a crossbeam with a block and tackle.
All the time the obnoxious girl cousin was asking all kinds of irritating questions. My grandfather ask her to run up to the house and fetch a large glass. She handed the glass to my grandfather and then he slit the throat of the animal to bleed it and then drank a large glass of the fresh, warm blood. My girl cousin threw up and ran for the house. Good, I thought, she is gone for the day -
WRONG! Just as my grandfather had positioned the wheelbarrow under the animal, she reappeared. Now the wheelbarrow was to catch the guts, then I was to wheelbarrow them out to the hog lot for the hogs to eat. I figured as soon as he disemboweled the animal, she would run. Nope, she kept messing with the innards asking what different parts were.
In the second wheelbarrow full, were the gonads of the bull, which she picked up and ask me what they were - I told her they were the bulls balls. She dropped them, screamed and ran for the house. That's the last I saw of her for the day.
THE END
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