The bartender walks out, stroking his erect penis. "This is where the fun begins," he says. And then you realize...It's Bob Shagget.
"Five utters," he says grinning. "Just like my mother..."
You realize he is talking to you. You DO have five utters. He begins to stroke one lovingly. "AHHHHH."
You try to say, "What the fuck, you sick fucking fuck," but all that comes out is, "MOOOO YAAAA."
The other cow says, "MOO," as he looks at you.
But you understand it as, "OHHH shit."
"I speak Moo," Bob Shagget says. "I am going to take you like the little jailbait heiffer that you are."
He begins to mount you. He slides his cock in and out of your bovine ass, which shrinks to fit it.
"You are the sweetest piece of cow I've had, Mommy."
All of a sudden a zombie robot with a gigantic cock appears from nowhere. And the other cow explodes for no reason.
The robot looks at Bob Shagget and says, "That is both interesting and fascinating...But now you must fight me with knives. Yeah, yeah, to the death."
Bob Shagget pulls a knife out of his ass (he keeps it there to defend himself from plumbers) and says, "I keep this to defend myself from plumbers." He pulls his cock out of you, and you are relieved but a little disappointed; he was so gentle.
"Now we must fight for great justice and for the..."