Charlie The Bull…

Joe Black was busy. He had to buy some cattle for his dairy farm and he was planning on flying out to Nova Scotia to look at a herd of Heifers. When his foreman, Matt Drake came into the office he was shaking his head. He was not a happy man.

‘’Joe, you’re not going to believe it. I was at the Gibson Farm and some fuckin’ idiot has pitched a tent in the field. I went to talk to him and asked him to politely leave but he was as ignorant as they come.’’

After looking at his watch, Joe told Matt he would go with him and they’d talk with the interloper. As they drove towards the field, they saw a big red tent, with two guys and a girl sitting in front of it in tank tops and shorts. They were smoking something and passing it among themselves. Two more tents had been pitched. Joe started to seethe. ‘’This Matt, is fucking ridiculous.’’

They drove into the farmyard and parked. The cattle were in the field beside the yard, so Joe and Matt put them in the corral and locked the gate. It took about ten minutes. They then started walking down the pasture. By the time they reached the red tent, the three people were eating a pizza that they had been baking over a fire that they had made in a recently dug pit.

Joe walked over to the pit and with Matt started kicking dirt over the flames. One of the guys at the tent stood up. ‘’Hey, what the hell do…