I met an Irish man named McCulloch. He gave me a lesson. "People are cruel," He said through his thick accent, "Plain cruel. I taught the children in this village, but do they call me 'McCulloch, the Teacher'? No, no. I built the church with my bare hands, but am I 'McCulloch, the Church-Builder'? Nay. But f**k ONE goat, and that sticks. Damn society and its bullshit tricks."
