Originally Posted by truckstop

Dumb story:

When I was little, I had this sweet red polyester jump suit with a belt that I wore one year to my aunt and uncle's house for Thanksgiving. They lived on a dairy farm. It had snowed early that year, and there was a pretty good amount of accumulation. Snow is fun, so I went outside to play with my brothers and cousins. They were all a bit older (brothers are 8 & 12 years older, cousins about the same). It was dark out and at some point I decided to eat some snow. It tasted funny, like there was probably dirt in it or something.

My loving siblings started laughing at me, and said I'd eaten cow poop. Of course eating cow poop meant I was going to turn into a cow, or so they said, so I ran screaming into the house. My parents and aunts and uncles were all inside the house, sitting around a table playing sheepshead. They all asked what was wrong, and after I'd blubbered out that I'd eaten poop laden snow and I was going to turn into a cow, they told me to turn around. One of them shouted out "Oh look! You've already grown a tail!" and pulled on one end of the belt that had come undone. I burst into tears. They all burst into laughter.

Good times.