Sky Cow

by Fyora Cartagan

[It’s things like this that make me wonder if someone’s slipping hallucinogens into my breakfast cereal.]

Skycow:

A fleet of bio-engineered flying cows that form a line in the sky and fly across America. (And possibly Canada, but the procedure is a little different.)

At a certain time of day, every day, the people are supposed to come out of their house. They stand out in their yard with a glass (a plastic bag in Canada) or two and the cows shoot milk down into the empty glasses.

Of course, there would have to be pilots for the cows, at least at first. They would eventually replace the pilots with a computer backpack for each cow. It would use GPS to aim the udder at its intended target (the glass or bag) and regulate the amount of milk dispensed to each target.

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    Fyora Cartagan's Buddy Icon Fyora Cartagan

    Posted 14 days ago

    Note: According to the internet: In Canada, milk comes in bags.

    My apologies to any Canadians offended by this.

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    Tad Winslow's Buddy Icon Tad Winslow

    Posted 14 days ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    omg that is hilarious! What an imagination you have. I’m always down for free milk, but the cows would have to fly low and hover, becuase at goose cruising altitude the wind would spray the milk everywhere. No gps could help at that point. I can’t believe I just considered that rationally…lol.

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    Stovohobo's Buddy Icon Stovohobo

    Posted 13 days ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    If someone really is slipping hallucinogens…truthfully, I kind of hoping they keep at it. Hilarious, offbeat, and a breath of milky air to get my evening started.

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    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 13 days ago

    Funny idea, one part Monty Python, one part that children’s book about the place where it rained food. And yes, milk comes in bags in Canada. You cut a corner off and set the bag in a special pitcher that’s the right size, which is kind of little.

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