Sometimes I feel like a matador, flashing my red. Last bull fight cost me over a hundred stitches under the left armpit and behind the
right knee. That Jersey bull was a pet named Dynomite and he butchered up real nice and tasted so good. Bull fightin' days are over.
Red ties are fashionable now. Retired the cape. Labs are rambunctious enough for me. Don't get me started on turbin headgear in our
military.