Your job is to decided if you are: 1. The Farmer, 2. The Farmers Wife, 3. The Ag Agent, 4. A Young Bull, 5. The old Bull 6. Cattle or .................dead!
A para-bull for our times:
There was this farmer and he had a lot-o-shit out back rotting away. So he says to himself "That's a lot of shit and the cattle keep making more so I can cut the input and there will be less shit." And so he cut the feed of the cattle and low, since there was much grass in the fields and it was summer, indeed there was less shit in the barn and this was fine. For the grass was green & lush & plentiful. The farmer said onto his wife "I'm so good I've reduced the amount of shit and the cattle are fat and fine, and I still have lots of shit." His wife said onto him "What of the winter? For winter follows onto summer as night follows onto day." But the farmer was so full of himself that he said onto his wife "The moon is full and the night is bright and if winter does come it will be mild but I do not see it coming."
And low as day followed night so did the winter follow the summer and it was not mild and the cattle began to have that gaunt and hungry look. But from the good times the cattle were fat and there was enough feed to make it through the winter - just. And the farmers wife said onto him "Yea, I spoketh onto you and said winter would come and it did, now you must take some of that shit from out back and spread it on the fields, that they will grow and produce and we can prepare for the next winter." But the farmer said" We made it and I'm saving that shit for the poor season and the flower gardens that I am going to build someday over in the west 40." And it looked good for it was a fine spring and the grass grew and the cattle survived. And the farmer only put new shit on the fields (minus 4% for a day when he might not have enough shit). But the winter was hard and a few cattle died and the remaining cattle looked like onto Cassias, for they had a very lean and hungry look. And another spring came. Now the fields which had been over grazed did not come back so green and the wife and the Agricultural Agent from the University came to the farmer and said "Man you have got to spread some of that shit you have been saving or the fields are going to go to hell and the cattle are going to die or escape to the neighbors field where he is spreading shit all over." And the farmer said, "NO I got to save that shit for a bad season." The wife and Ag agent said "Well, it is a bad season and, what about this big mucking pile of shit over here?" The farmer said "No I'm saving that for the flower garden in the west 40 that I'm planning on planting someday."
Now standing in the field overhearing this last were the cattle and the young bull and the old bull. And the young bull said to the old bull, "We made all that shit where does he get off?" for he was a radical bull, and the old bull said "don't know". And the young bull and the healthy young cattle looked around and said, "Fuck ‘em, I'm moving to some other farm!" and the farmers wife she looked at the cattle heading out bound and she looked at the cattle left and she looked at the poor over grazed fields and she said to the Ag. Agent "gimmy a lift into town".
The Farm Auction is next Thursday, Friday & Saturday and the main sale bill lists two really nice piles of shit for sale.
MORAL of this story.
If you don't get to work and spread that shit around, next season some other farmer is going to running this broken down farm.
9:10:13 AM 
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