[That's a super useful lesson to learn. Especially for guys who are asking the gods to pick which of their cows should be sent to slaughter.
Tsuzuki pats his pockets, then his coat pockets, and brightens, turning up a yellow paint marker.]
Gotcha. Okay, so let's mark the ones we picked! Just a big X on their ear or something, so the farmer can see.
[One of the steer he'd pointed at rolls one big dark eye in his direction, and Tsuzuki swallows down the urge to apologize. Man, this is hard. He'll never be able to eat a hamburger again!!]
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Tsuzuki pats his pockets, then his coat pockets, and brightens, turning up a yellow paint marker.]
Gotcha. Okay, so let's mark the ones we picked! Just a big X on their ear or something, so the farmer can see.
[One of the steer he'd pointed at rolls one big dark eye in his direction, and Tsuzuki swallows down the urge to apologize. Man, this is hard. He'll never be able to eat a hamburger again!!]