Finally the day came for the sheep to be freed from their heavy coats before it got any hotter. We city folk grabbed our chairs and our popcorn and lined up for the spectacle. But it wasn't the jovial occasion we were expecting. Sydney and I both nearly cried as we watched our poor little sheep man-handled and thrown around until they were rendered immobile on their @$$. They were stripped of their dignity right in front of us. We had to look away. It just wasn't right. The chairs and popcorn were completely inappropriate.
Seth got a discount. |
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