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But, where are all your cattle? |
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Friday, 14 January 2011 |
A New York family bought a
ranch out west where they intended to raise cattle. Friends came to visit and
asked if the ranch had a name.
"Well," said the would-be-cattleman. "I
wanted to call it the Bar-J, my wife favored the Suzy-Q, one son liked the
Flying-W, and the other son wanted the Lazy-Y. So, we're calling it the
Bar-J-Suzy-Q-Flying-W-Lazy_Y."
"But, where are all your
cattle?"
"None have survived the branding."
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