Bee, beee said the small white and soft quadrupedes. Moo, mooo said Sam the big old bearded sheppard in a try to stay convincing. The sheeps however did not understand cow-speak well, and therefore they all jumped off the cliff into the ocean. The water was pretty warm, they spent the rest of the afternoon sun bathing.

Then again he had to run over the corpse. There was fear in the air, the night was dark and there where nobody around to seek help. What could he do? To run was the only hope. Far away he could guess the lights from the freeway, but hey the hope is nothing, they are too fast. The donuts will get you.

When the cows are a bit too frantic, when the blizzard is up, when the hills are golden and the grill is red, the urge for a steak is unbarable. So gals and guys, don't forget the lasso, it could serve.

This is a special night tonight, it is a special occasion that we must share together and this is why I would like to thank you all for coming.

You know how it is. The sun, the rain, the wind, they all make you feel like your head is bare naked. This is why I always have one at disposal. This is my hat respect it.

While you stay strong in the face of human insanity, you can't stay still and steady while your heart gets to figure out stupidity. You must scream, and this is it: beuarg.

Once every few days, you feel a bit sticky and unclean. There is a specific reason: your hairs are greasy. No matter how hard you treat yourself to keeping the sebum away, you hairs have no escape. Cheers, shampoo for all.

It's large, it's fat, it's huge, it's enormous but it's a short piece.

All over the place, no reason to hide because it's too late. There was an escape, but now it is too late. It's the static invasion.

Four o clock in sweden, it's winter, it is night, it's tea time. There is no choice, this is tea time while in the moonlight.