Did you hear about the rancher that brought the biggest, meanest bull home to his ranch? The smallest little bull immediately went out to huff and puff and make a big fuss in front of the new arrival. His buddy said, “Are you crazy? Why are you doing that”? He replied, “I just want to make sure he knows I’m a bull”.
My parents moved into a new house located next to a forest preserve. Deer would walk right down the street. They loved it until they started to eat all outdoor plants etc. Plus they carry ticks. Not so great after all.
If you’ve ever spent time in the restaurant biz, you’d meet plenty of Gus’s. Especially around Chicago. It’s a Greek thing.