Tip Bessie
Well duh, you TIP the cow over, knowing fully well that a Holstein of
her calibre will take 5 minutes to righten herself and begin trundling
towards you. You mime the walls of this tragic cow pasture, much to
the amusement of kids in station wagons on their way from the Grand
Canyon. You dig two inches into the soil, just enough for you to
escape from the pasture. You're falling falling dow down down, then
you land along route 666 to Gallup, NM. You dust yourself off and show
a little leg as you put on your best smile and thumb a ride.
