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Farmer: Which one? The Black one or the brown one?
Interviewer: brown one.
Farmer: A couple of litres per day.
Interviewer: And the black one?
Farmer: A Couple of litres per day.
Interviewer(naturally a bit flummoxed): I see. What do you give them to eat?
Farmer:Which one? Black or brown?
Interviewer: Black.
Farmer: It eats grass
Interviewer: And the brown one?
Farmer: Grass.
Interviewer(now annoyed): Why do you keep asking which one when the answers are the same?!
Farmer: Because the black one's mine.
Interviewer: Oh, and the brown one?
Farmer: It's also mine.
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