Mad Cow Disease

I took my wife to a restaurant.

The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.

"I'll have the thick rump meat rare, please." I said.

He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"

"Nah, she can order for herself."

And that's when the fight started.
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