Cow Tipping is a Myth
Faeton writes "It's the kind of story you hear from a friend of a friend -- how, after a long night in a rural hostelry and at a loss for entertainment in the countryside, they head out into a nearby field.
There, according to the second-hand accounts, they sneak up on an unsuspecting cow and turn the poor animal hoof over udder.
But now, much to the relief of dairy herds, the sport of cow-tipping has been debunked as an urban, or perhaps rural, myth by scientists at a Canadian university.
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My whole belief system is undone.
Geography is also an important factor to consider. For example: If the animal in question to be tipped is located in Kansas, the calculation must also include the force exerted by an Intelligent Tipper.
I always tip my cows 15%, you insensitive clods!
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This story is total BS! A friend of my cousin's friends sister TOTALLY did this last summer after they got hammered at this party and it was AWESOME the cow was like "WTF?!" and they were all like "HAHA!" and then they ran off 'cause the farmer was coming! Seriously you can ask anybody!
We don't have a state-run media we have a media-run state.
Growing up in the rural midwest....
Cow tipping, as we implimented it, was not myth - it was a prank.
We would convince a unsuspecting victim that we were going cow tipping - drive to a field far from town and send in unsuspecting victim to dodge the land mines that cows leave to protect themselves and then drive away leaving the victim walk miles back to town in the dark with their cow dung covered shoes.
I wonder if we could get Jack Malvern to go for a ride so that we could 'disprove' is article? buhuhhahahahahaa
Same here. I grew up in just about the smallest town you can imagine & have personally seen it happen.
Mine's actually quite a funny story. It was county fair time & some of the guys thought they'd be funny & tip the cows in the pen at the rodeo arena. 15-20 cows, one small pen, 2 drunk high school guys, and a crowd full of peer pressure. They did get a cow knocked over, but one guy barely made it out & the other came out with a broken foot & cracked rib. For some reason a little alcohol prevents one from realizing that cows may try to stampede when one of their brethern is attacked.
were invented. Who does crap manually?
Cows standing asleep (they sleep both standing and on the ground.) can be tipped, I've seen it done on my grandmothers farm, but the cow was on a mound.
Its tipping, not pushing. They article shows what it would take to *push* a cow over..
But whats really funny is when dogs bite the tail of a cow and the cow spins lifting the dog up in the air, thats funny.
Its only funny because its true.
And of course you can tip a cow. This article is garbage pseudo-science. Blatant and ignorant misuse of perfectly good physics. Damn canadians.
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Um, I have cow tipped, with my friends on my high school football team. I do not recall ever tipping over a cow, because we were too busy getting chased and pinned against the fences. Perhaps watching a 5'7 250 pound lineman get lifted by the crotch by a pissed heifer can be considered Cow Tipping? It was all fun and games until the skinny guy pissed on the electric fence. It isn't about tipping the cows over, it is about the comraderie and the lifelong experiences..and the risk of possible incapacitating lifelong spinal injuries...those are the things that make cow tipping an experience that no bible thumper should be without.
Is the center of mass really at exactly half the cow's height?
Of course! First, we assume a spherical cow...
I believe posters are recognized by their sig. So I made one.
It's a bull. As you can see from the diagram, the "center of mass" is located in his balls.
(Duh)
The guys who researched this article are idiots. Anybody can tell you that it only takes two people to tip a cow: one guys sneaks up and kneels behind it before the other guy runs up and pushes it over.
Or just use a fake cow...
... but it would be the coolest, most hi-tech fake cow ever, with a steel skeleton and a polyurathane body filled with half a ton of ballistics gell.
I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning.
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All Chevettes had Fred Flintsone brakes. You had to push the brake pedal so hard, you might as well drag your foot on the ground to stop. Also, a roommate of mine found out the hard way that a pony keg will not fit in the hatchback without reclining the back seat. It looks like the hatch will close, until the lock latches and the window cracks.
I am not your blowing wind, I am the lightning.
1) Cows are tippable
2) The model is inadequate
3) Weak oversight of the model and lack of experimental data made for wrong publication
4) There's a lot of seasoned rednecks on Slashdot
5) Nobody cares about the cows, you insensitive clods!
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I used to work at a restaurant. A cow orker of mine was little on the tubby side, but very cute, and she certainly never had any trouble getting tipped. *rimshot*
In Soviet Russia Cows tip you? Yeah. Sure. Pull the udder one...
I had a dream, bright and carefree, but now there's doubt and gravity
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-793450966 1120386757&q=cow+tipping
Jock : you have 2 cows. You try to tip one and get screwed by a horn-y bull
scientist : you have 2 cows. You waste time and $$ telling people nobody (not even scientists - greek gods of the present) can tip cows.
slashdotters: you see tucows. you argue about which one is true - scientists or jocks