Rabid monkeys with fancy tools

My car got scratched at Gurney Plaza’s parking bay. Some asshole decided to draw a line a mile long across my little apaloosa. I’m not mad. I’m not furious. I’m just … bewildered. I didn’t block anyone’s way. So why … my car is so cute and all with those little cows all over the place. Was the scratcher jealous of my widdle cows? It’s a rather deep scratch. My heart feels the pain. Bah. Asshole. Bet he hates cows. That’s why.
On another note, my little cow car antenna blob got stolen. Seems like a lot of people have this love/hate thing for cows. Why .. WHY … poor cows. I empathise with yous. Come to me, dear cows. I have a lot of love, enough to go around.

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