I'm writing a TV show about a girl named Abigail who moves to the big city
It's called Downtown Abbie.
A very smooth talking cow
Grazed in a pasture near the chicken coop. The most delicious plants, the spearmint leaves, sat at the edge of the fence where the chickens perched. Whenever the cow would come by she'd eat the leaves, and then smooth talk the chickens with her minty fresh breath. The chickens would eventually ge...