A Livestock agent stopped by my ranch this morning.
“I need to inspect your animals for the Bird Flu," he said.
“By all means officer, just don’t go in that field over there,” I said.
The Livestock officer snapped, saying “Do you know who the hell I am!?
I have the authority of the federal government with me,” he shouted before pulling a badge out of his back pocket.
“Do you see this freaking badge, dadgummit!!?
This badge means, "I can do what I want and I’ll go wherever I want, have I made myself clear!?”
I nodded politely, apologized, and went about my chores.
A short while later, I heard loud screams, looked up and saw the Livestock agent running for his life from my angry bull.
With each step, the bull was gaining ground and it sure looked like he'd be gored before he could get to the fence line.
The agent looked terrified and continued to run for his life.
I threw down my tools, immediately ran to the edge of the fence and shouted at the top of my lungs,
“Your badge, show him your freaking badge, dadgummit!!