You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies,
and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.
You have two cows. You sell one, and force the other to produce
the milk of four cows. You are surprised when the cow drops dead.
You have two cows. You go on strike because you want three cows.
You have two cows. You redesign them so they are the sh
of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk You then create clever cow cartoon images
called Cowdemon (tin) and market them worldwide.
You have two cows. You revengineer them so they We years, er
once a month, and milk themselves.
You have two cows. Both are mad.
You have two cows, but you don' t know where they are. You break for
You have two cows. You count them and learn you have five cows. Ya
count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them again and learn you have ff! cows.
You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.
You have 5000 cows, none of which belong to you. You charge others to.
You have two cows. You worship them.
You have two cows. You have 300 people milking them. You claim full
employment, high bovine productivity, and arrest the newsman who reported the numbers.
You have two cows. That one on the so is kinda cute.