There was a big cattle ranch down in Texas and the old bull, middle aged bull, and young bull were all standing on a hill side looking over their herd. They had heard the ranch was bringing in a new bull to improve the herd.
Old bull-"I take care of 100 cows and he isn't getting any of my cows without a fight".
Middle age bull-"I take care of 50 cows and he isn't getting any of mine without a fight".
Young bull-"I only have 25 cows and he isn't getting any of mine either".
Late that day a semi truck pulled up, the rear doors were opened and there stood the biggest bull they had ever seen-horns stretched from side to side of the trailer and had private parts to match.
Old bull-"You know, I'm getting up there in age, I wouldn't mind giving him 1/2 of mine".
Middle age bull-"Yeah, I wouldn't mind giving him 1/2 of mine either".
They looked over at the young bull and he was prancing and snorting and throwing dirt over his back.
Old bull-"You're not going to fight him, are you?"
Young bull-"Heck no, I'm just letting him know that I'm a bull".
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