You stop milking a cow after 150 years.
The Rolling Stones say "Hey, you, get off of my cloud." A Scotsman says "Hey, McCloud, get off of my ewe."
My couch pulls out.
So they know where to stop shaving.
Cuz Winterfell and it can't get up!
The steaks were too high.
As if she's going to lay there and be swayed by some new buck.
I can't find a cow tall enough for a shower.
Milk and honey.
Indentured servitude.
I am tired of looking for a job.