Elephant, horse, oxen or chicken

whose turds do more?

The truck feels powerful.

It was built to haul.

I’m using it to haul horse shit.

Partially to keep a paddock clean and partially to upgrade the soil around here.

I don’t have enough room for me to take all the shit. I’ve been attempting to spread it around.

I asked my dad:

No Jimmy, I don’t want your horse shit. I don’t want it at all. Horse shit is too full of seeds. Horse shit leads to weeds.

My dad knows a lot about shit.

He and his buddy Bernard were gardeners together.

It was more ‘competitive’ gardening really.

When the circus came to down, Bernard was there. He collected elephant shit:

I want my garden to grow and become really BIG!

My dad, not to be outdone went to the race track to get manure from the race horses. Why?

I want my garden to grow REALY FAST.

That wasn’t the case. Elephant shit was too heavy, horse shit, too infested with weeds.

Their friend Paully had oxen. Both Bernard and my dad took a truck load of oxen droppin’(s) from Paully.

We want our garden to grow steady, strong an…