and can't forget about this statement just made by my dear, funny friend julene. we were dicussing how my ikea furniture would get delivered to my house in switzerland because our car would be too small to take it. first julene suggested i carry it on my back, i then suggested one of the many swiss cows could carry it on its back....she followed that by saying....
so i was thinking, if you had a cow carry your couch home then your couch would smell like cow. gross. plus, then the cow would probably want something in return, so he would hang out in your front yard waiting for some kind of payment. and then when you didn't give him anything, he would break out in an angry rage, charge through your front door, breaking it. then the cow would go straight into your kitchen where he rummages through all your food and eating all the good stuff. then he would make his way into your living room where he would lay across your beautiful new sofa, mooing at the top of his lungs, and since you don't speak cow he would get even more frustrated....so frustrated that he would pick up the habit of smoking. so now you have a cow, laying on your sofa smoking a cigar, which incidentally sets off your smoke alarm, so then the fire department comes soaking your entire home, ruining everything inside. and then when they see that you have a cow inside your house, they turn you into the authorities, and you and jachen get thrown into jail and you spend the first year of your marriage behind bars, and the only visitor you ever have is the cow because he kind of feels bad in the end. yea. just not worth it.
a great end to my day.

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