A Saudi Prince wants to buy a bull, so he goes to see a famous Russian bovine breeder.
The Russian tells him, “I have many good animal.
Here is Swedish bull, is born black color, but color turns white when grows.”
“Over there is American bull. Color when born is red, but become dark brown when full grown.”
“And here, Turkish bull. They is born dark brown, but grow up to be light brown color.”
The prince says, “I rather like the Turkish bulls.
Fine specimens indeed.”
“Excellent choice, your majesty. But Turkish bull is special.
They is bred for royalty, like you.
But if you have royal blood, you must be bonding with bull calf when young, before they change color.
Or they will reject you,” the Russian explains.
“Well”, the prince says, “I’m looking for a strong, adult bull.
I’m not particularly interested in buying a calf.
I rather like this big, beige bull over here.
“The prince attempts to pet the large Turkish bull.
It sniffs his hand, shakes its head in disgust, turns around and kicks the prince with its hind legs.
The prince goes flying across the room and lands in a pile of hay.
“Where did you get such a horrible beast?!
Why did it kick me!?” He sputters.
“I told you. From Turkey.” The Russian explains.
“Is tan bull, can’t stand a noble.”
