There was another exciting aspect to our hike today.
For years I believed that the Tiny Balancing Sheep breed was just a myth, as I've done so many walks and hikes through the British countryside and never seen one.
But reader, I was mistaken. And I have proof.
He's that sheep there over under the elm. He's that most dangerous of animals, a clever sheep. He's the ring-leader. He has realized that a sheep's life consists of standing around for a few months and then being eaten. And that's a depressing prospect for an ambitious sheep. He's patently hit on the idea of escape.
City Gent Well why don't you just get rid of Harold?
Rustic Because of the enormous commercial possibilities should he succeed.
I think you should change your moniker to "Two Sheds"
Flippin' 'eck, Tucker!
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Ari "Second Breakfast" Jackson