🦬🚌🛑🩲 Bison Bus Stop #21 🦬🚌🛑🩲
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My name Borat the Bison. I am strong like ox, but more hairy and with beautiful hump. One day I make big journey from glorious steppe of Kazakhstan to strange and exotic land called… New Zealand. Land of sheep, rugby, and women who say “no” but mean “yes.” I like!
It is hot day. Big sun. Much sweat on my hump. So I say, “Why not go to beach, yes?” I pack my bag — sunscreen SPF 15 (strong like Stalin), one towel (borrowed from hotel, is okay), and of course… my most sexy swimsuit: the legendary man-kini. Green, stretchy, snug like grip of my cousin Bilo on the vodka bottle.
When I arrive at beach, is many peoples. They scream, “What is this?” and some run away. Not because I am bison. No, because my swimsuit make very strong impression in the front region. Is like seeing great tower of Astana but more majestic. I say to them, “I have a cache!” but they not understand I mean secret treasure I hide in the sand, not something on body. Misunderstanding — very awkward.
Little boy point and say, “Mummy, what is that?” and mother cover his eyes and say, “Don’t look directly at it!” I wave. I do sexy dance. People throw sunscreen at me. Is good gift. Thank you.
Then, big dog come and try to sniff my rear. I say, “No no, this is forbidden love!” and chase him with towel. All laugh. Even lifeguard who look like Pamela Anderson with beard.
At end of day, I find shady spot, dig in the sand, and bury my cache — is not treasure, is secret jar with pickled cheese and old photo of me hugging goat. Precious!
Before sunset I yell to ocean, “I LIKE BEACH! VERY NIIIICE!” and run slow-motion like Baywatch but more hoof and less boob.
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The end.
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