Wilhelm Stekel can kiss my big, fat, green pet toad that lives in the catfood dish by the pond. (SPOILER)And maybe it will transform into a beautiful princess. Or maybe a sexy sheep.
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Usually, I tackle the little bull about a week after he's born, and, well, we have these tiny, firm, rubber circles. They're only a coupoe millimeters curcumference. Using a special took, I can open this little circle up large enough to fit it around the little bull's nutsack, and then I let it close. Believe it or not, it's relatively painless to the guy. Far worse is when the bull is about 8 months old, I decide I need a steer, and then I have to take a massive metal clipper lookin' tool and crush the lines leading to his testicles. (SPOILER)Don't try to castrate large bulls without professional supervision. One kisk in the arm and your arm's broke. One kick in the stomach and your life's broke.
