Once upon a time, there was a cow. The cow got a tummy-ache. The farmer called the veterinarian. The veterinarian was Dutch. Being Dutch has nothing to do with this story.
The veterinarian was a good doctor. The veterinarian was not a smart man. . .
In an effort to investigate the internal gases of our ailing bovine, the vet inserted a plastic tube into... um... the end of the cow that isn't capable of smiling.
And then he struck a match. . .
The jet of flames that blasted from the tube set fire to some bales of hay. Within minutes, the dry tinder set fire to the equally dry barn, which promptly burned to the ground.
(No animals or people were injured, but the unfortunate cow couldn't show her face in the barnyard for weeks without being snickered at!)
