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>you will never live out on the plains, working the buffalo on your buffalo ranch
>the locals will never drive by your sprawling acreage in their crusty old t100s and 3/4 ton silverados and say to the passenger "oh that's anon's buffalo ranch - got the best buffalo meat i ever had, grass fed too"
>you will never throw your cowboy hat down and stomp on it when a tornader heads straight for your corral
>you will never sit down to dinner at your modest home with a faithful and hardworking wife
>you will never see the sun set out beyond the tablelands out west
>you will never ride in the town parade
>guy fieri will never visit your ranch to find out where that old timey country restaurant gets all the meat for their world renown buffalo burgers from
>you will never stop romanticizing something that isn't romantic at all and is hard goddamn fucking backbreaking work
it's an odd feel
