Three ranch bulls were hanging out in the pasture when they overheard the rancher mentioning that he had just purchased a brand-new bull to bring onto the property.
The three seasoned bulls immediately huddled up to map out their turf defense.
The First Bull (the oldest) snorted and said, “Look, I’ve been here five long years. I’m absolutely not giving this new guy a single one of my 100 cows.”
The Second Bull nodded in agreement. “I’ve been here three years and I’ve rightfully earned my 50 cows. I’m keeping every last one of them.”
The Third Bull (the youngest) chimed in, “I’ve only been here a year, and you guys have only let me have 10 cows. I might not be as big or as tough as you fellas, but there’s no way I’m letting him take my 10 cows.”
Just as they finished their pact, a massive 18-wheeler pulled up alongside the pasture fence. The metal ramp lowered, and out stepped the absolute biggest, most terrifying creature they had ever laid eyes on. It was a colossal 4,700-pound behemoth of pure muscle. With every single step the giant took, the heavy steel ramp bent and strained under his weight.
The first two bulls instantly re-evaluated their life choices.
The First Bull swallowed hard and whispered, “You know… on second thought, I think I can spare a few dozen cows for our massive new friend.”
The Second Bull, shaking slightly, agreed. “Yeah, honestly, I’ve been feeling a bit overwhelmed lately anyway. I can definitely hand over a few of mine. I’m certainly not looking for any trouble.”
They both turned around to look at the little third bull, expecting him to be terrified. Instead, they found him aggressively pawing at the dirt, shaking his horns wildly, and snorting violently at the truck.
The First Bull panicked and yelled, “Son, stop it! Don’t be a fool—just let him have your 10 cows and live to see tomorrow!”
The little bull stopped huffing, looked at his buddies, and replied:
“Hell, he can have all my cows! I’m just throwing a fit to make sure he realizes I’m a bull, too!”
