The tale of the heavy breathing from a bullock that stems 'from a castration job that went wildly astray'

I met a lady while in Cookie O’Callaghan’s on Saturday night who had a crow to pluck with myself.

The tale of the heavy breathing from a bullock that stems 'from a castration job that went wildly astray'

I met a lady while in Cookie O’Callaghan’s on Saturday night who had a crow to pluck with myself.

She had a complaint to make regarding some heavy breathing she had heard while jogging past my farm.

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