they spot a huge herd of young and crispy cows. Son Bull gets all excited,
scratches ground, honks and, during some frolic leaps and jumps, he exclaims,

"DDD-dd-daddy dhere dhere - let's run down and serve some of dhem !!"

"Oh Bullcheeks, you overclocked teenypopper, NO we'll walk down and serve them all -
one thing yet from a lifetime's wisdom, you shalt the heck effort the pleasance to drop
a few friendly words, every after. Those are Ladies, got me."

"Yay yay !!!" *hoppel hop* "All what you say, my daddy !"

Done as planned - they part to begin
working through the herd from opposite sides ...
After a while you cAn only hear them yet.

Father Bull from the left:

"Merci, Madame." ...
"Merci Beaucoup, Madame." ...
"Merci, vous êtes très sexy, Madame." ... Merci, Madame." ...

Son Bull from the right:

"Mercimadame mercimadame mercimadame mercimadame
mercimadame pardonpapa mercimadame mercimadame ..."