November 24, 2016 in Stories
A two-ton wrestler, unbeaten in his own land, went searching for a three-ton wrestler, who he had heard lived not very far away. The two wrestlers met, and they began wrestling in the field of a farmer. In the process of doing so, they killed and crushed six or seven goats, part of a herd of forty or fifty, belonging to an old woman living nearby.
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