Cows
I think cows are like pot dealers. They turn grass into milk and meat.
OK: 'milk and meat' as a metaphor for money with which to buy things. But you get the idea.
I like cows. Giant field pugs.
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One does not step into a pit of vipers absent some measure of kinship to the serpents.
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