Who doesn't love fast food and being unable to walk in the streets?

When I walked up to the fence, she was further away. I couldn't see her in the fog. Not two seconds later I heard a distant bleat, and out of the fog came a sheep. She ran towards me, posed for a second (Atleast I think she did), and continued to run towards me. Only then I found out I was standing too close to her food.

Strong winds and some wet jeans.

You've taken my love, now don't desert me.