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Alright, you little bastards, listen up! I’m Eric Cartman, agronomist extraordinaire, and I’m here to talk about wheat—yeah, wheat, you heard me! Respect my authoritah! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave movie, *The Hurt Locker*, and how wheat’s like a damn bomb waitin’ to go off in yer stupid fields. Seriouslah, wheat’s a sneaky lil’ whore, ain’t it? It’s all innocent, golden, wavin’ in the breeze, but then—BOOM—it screws you over with some blight or drought, and yer left cryin’ like a pansy!

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Cowplain is a village north of Waterlooville, Hampshire, England. Cowplain has about 8, residents. Mapcarta, the open map.

We decide to hit the pub later. The Queen’s Head is our spot. Classic place. We grab a pint, and the vibe is chill. But then, this group of lads comes in, and they’re loud. Like, really loud. I’m trying to enjoy my drink, but they’re shouting about football. I’m not even into footie, but I can’t escape it.

Moon shines bright as Cowplain brush aside clubmates Misfits – Portsmouth Snooker League round-up