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Once upon a time, there was a sheep.
This sheep was lonely in a field because it was raining and raining and
raining, and the sheep was wet and miserable.
The bull saw the sheep, and because the bull was lonely too, he invited
the sheep to come into the barn and stay with him where it was nice and
warm and soft and full of hay. There was a big crack of thunder, and
the sheep thought this was a really good idea.
It took a while for the sheep and the bull to get used to each other.
The bull would do bull things, and the sheep would do sheep things, and
sometimes those things interfered with each other, but eventually they
settled into a routine that fit them pretty well, and neither of them
were lonely.
Yet the sheep was restless. "Come frolic with me," said the sheep.
"Bulls don't frolic," said the bull.
"How do you know if you never tried?" said the sheep, and convinced the
bull into trying to frolic. Needless to say, the bull didn't frolic
"You don't frolic well," said the sheep.
"That's because I'm a bull," said the bull, "And bulls don't frolic".
"I think it's just because you're bad at it," said the sheep. "We should
try gamboling".
And the bull tried gamboling, and knickering, and all of the other sheep
things that the sheep tried to get him to do. And he wasn't very good at
it because he was a bull, and this made him unhappy.
"You really kinda suck," said the sheep.
"Sorry," said the bull, "I'm trying, but I just can't seem to do sheep
"No, you just suck," said the sheep.
And that made the bull even sadder.

One day, there was a goat in the field.
"Hey, look, a goat!" said the sheep. The bull looked, and sure enough,
there was a goat out in the field, standing in the rain. He looked cold
and miserable.
"Maybe we should let him in," said the sheep, and the bull agreed, and
they invited the goat to come in to the barn.

Over the next several weeks, the got and the sheep became fast friends,
because the goat could frolic and gambol and knicker just as well as the
sheep could. The bull felt a little left out, but he was glad to see his
friend the sheep happy.

Then it came time for the goat to move on, as is the way of goats. The
sheep went to the bull and said "I'm going with the goat because he does
everything that I want to do".
"But what about the rain?" asked the bull. "Won't you be cold and wet
all over again?"
"It doesn't matter," said the sheep, "because the goat and I will be
happy together. I could never be happy with you because you suck."
And the bull was angry. He was so angry that he stomped all of the hay
that was on the sheep's side of the barn and turned it into dust.
The sheep left to meet with the goat and said "Okay, I'm ready to go
with you. We can frolic and gambol and knicker to our heart's content."
"But why would I want you to come with me?" asked the goat. "You're just
a sheep."
And the goat walked away to leave the sheep standing in the rain, cold
and wet.

The moral of the story:
Wet Sheep Smell Bad.



( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 26th, 2005 10:02 pm (UTC)
I love this story.
May. 26th, 2005 11:07 pm (UTC)
Danke. I was inspired.
May. 26th, 2005 10:36 pm (UTC)
This one is pretty amazing.

Did the Bull take the sheep back?

I did not like the moral. It was too good a story to have a "I have to be funny!" punchline.
May. 26th, 2005 11:07 pm (UTC)
It needed a moral. I just couldn't come up with something suitable. And wet sheep do smell bad.
May. 27th, 2005 01:16 am (UTC)
All sheep stank...The only negative after coming away from Scotland.
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