The Sheep Impressionist

“I’m the world’s only sheep impressionist.”

“Really? What do you do?”

“Sheep. If you get my meaning, that is.”

“Do you wear a woolly coat?”

“Yes.”

“Live in a field?”

“Yes.”

“Eat grass?”

“Yes.”

“Wow! How on earth did you get into something like that?”

“Well, I was sat having a drink with my mates when this farmer-type-guy came over and asked if any of us wanted to work in a baaaaa!”

“!”

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