Got Milk?
"Why're all those cows so dirty colored?"
"Oh those cows? They're tannish because they make chocolate milk."
"So where are the pink strawberry cows?"
"Hush child, we don't have strawberry cows here. Only those brown cows mostly."
"But in my farm book I saw black and white cows! Do they make cookies 'n cream milk?"
"No, they just make regular milk. The spots come off when they pasteurize the milk."
"I guess those cows are gettin' pasture-ized right now, ain't they?"
"I guess so."
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"What's that awful smell?"
"Oh that? Why... that's just yucky cow farts. They smell worse when they're all packed together. But they have to get all packed so the farmers can milk them."
"Those cows don't have udders though. And come to think of it, none of them other brown cows do."
"Well now, different cows have different sized udders. Just cause you can't see 'em don't mean they're not there."
"Oh all right then."
The boy leaned back into his car seat, gazing out the window. His mother wiped away a tear as they left the killing fields of Texas behind. But money was money and profit was profit, and had she told him the truth, he'd never forgive his father for what he does to those poor chocolate milk cows.