Titus snorted, and ambled over to his stall gate. He smelled a new Bessie in the Barn.
Chad cringed in the corner of his barn stall. He lowed softly bemoaning his fate. Titus was huge. The beast weighed at least 2 tons, Chad thought, wondering what it would be like. He shuddered at the thought.
Meanwhile, slightly sober Arlo was in the bathroom making himself "purty" for snoring drunk Brad.
Bruno was cursing as he climbed out of the ditch he drove into a mile down the road from Arlo's front gate. It took him almost an hour to get back to Arlo's barn on foot. He was more than a bit tipsy, as he had "rescued" a couple of wine coolers from his disabled pickup, and had finished them on his walk back. He saw a light in the barn. The house looked dark from where he stood.
Bruno was embarrassed about his car. He decided he would crash in the barn, and get Arlo to use his tractor in the morning to get his vehicle out of the ditch
He stumbled into the barn, and was about to lie down in the hay, when he heard a cow mooing softly.
"Milk straight from the tap sounds good right now," Bruno said with a burp. He headed toward Chad's stall. His eyes fixed on the swollen udder hanging beneath the spotted cow. Chad started to turn his head. Titus bellowed. Bruno turned to face the bull. He stumbled and caught himself backwards on Chad's stall.
Facing Titus, while balancing against the gate to Chad's stall, Bruno said, "Whoa big boy, I'm not interested in your lady that way. Just want some milk."
He opened the gate to Chad's stall, while keeping both eyes on Titus.