"Whoa, whoa, whoa," she said insistently.
"What sheep?" she asked and "Who's sheep?"
I tried to reply, "We just borrowed the sheep."
"It's not like we're keeping her," I added.
"Besides, the sheep brought the beer."
St. Patrck's Day will never be the same, I thought.
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