Worrying the Sheep

I must have dropped off at the wheel because before I knew it I was crashing through the fencing, past the sheep and into the ditch at the end of the field.  The sheep came over to investigate.  I could tell I’d worried them.  I mean, I must have looked quite a sight: my face covered in blood, my car written off, shattered glass everywhere.

“Well if you think this is bad,” I said to one of the ewes, “you should see what they’re planning in relation to farming subsidies.”  She just kept on chewing, clearly in denial.

And that, officer, is when I must have passed out.

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2 thoughts on “Worrying the Sheep

  1. I really liked this one! Very, very clever indeed… And, this right here:

    ” I mean, I must have looked quite a sight: my face covered in blood, my car written off, shattered glass everywhere.

    “Well if you think this is bad,” I said to one of the ewes, “you should see what they’re planning in relation to farming subsidies.””

    Is where the magic was for me. Good work. Darn good work!

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