Describing someone as "alluring, a very sexy cow" just don't sound right, even if it was favourably intended. The problem is that English is NOT everyone's mother tongue.
Naturally the others present promptly started talking about milk production and the diary industry. Because "happy cows come from California".
I have been part of some rather strange conversations recently.
There must be sane people with whom to associate.
This isn't always possible in California.
No, the government is NOT lacing breakfast cereals with microscopic transmitters in order to track our voting patterns or eliminative habits.
I do not want to know who told you that.
Nor do I wish to meet him. Her.
But thanks anyway.
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