““TWO MINUTES LATER, two cud-chewing sheep raised their heads as a bike passed them on the road just outside their fence. “Did you see that?” the one cud-chewing sheep said to the other. “Two people on one bike. Isn’t that cheating?” The other sheep blinked his eyes sleepily. “Baaa, why? It makes the bike even heavier when you’re going uphill. Besides, they’re dead last.” “That’s not the point,” the one sheep said. “Is it allowed?” The other chewed his cud for a bit while he contemplated this. “No idea,” he finally said. “I’m a sheep, you know? We don’t know that kind of thing.””
