A Cow, An Ant And An Old Fart Are Debating

in the morning, I pee, and I crap… and two hours later, I’m still the greatest.” The cow stared, chewing in confused silence. The ant froze mid-strut, her list of achievements suddenly feeling very small. Greatness, it seemed, wasn’t just about output, strength, or sacrifice. It was about surviving long enough to complain about it with style.

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