Sometimes when I have a hankerin' I'll pour myself a bowl of Capn' Crunch. I hear the musical sounds of the Capn's sweet goodness tickle the bowl. "What a wonderful day!" I usually exclaim with excitement. Then I open my fridge to a disaster. No milk.
"Curse you Repo Cow!" I yell to the heavens with clenched fist.
You see, Repo Cow walks the land reclaiming milk she believes was stolen from her. She goes from home to home taking what is "rightfully" hers. I get hit quite often.
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Whatever you do, don't eat the chocolate pie that mysteriously appeared after you discovered the milk had been repo'd....I hear on occasion Repo Cow will leave behind a "snack" for the guilty party.
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