A Saudi Prince wants to buy a bull, so he goes to see a famous Russian bovine breeder.

The Russian tells him, “I have many good animals. Here is a Swedish bull, he was born black, but the color turns white as he grows.

“Over there is an American bull. Color, when born, is red, but becomes dark brown when fully grown.”

“And here, Turkish bull. They are born dark brown but grow up to be light brown.”

The prince says, “I rather like the Turkish bulls. Fine specimens indeed.”

“Excellent choice, Your Majesty. But the Turkish bull is special. They are bred for royalty, like you. But if you have royal blood, you must be bonding with a bull calf when young, before they change color, or they will reject you,” the Russian explains.

“Well,” the prince says, “I’m looking for a strong, adult bull. I’m not particularly interested in buying a calf. I rather like this big, beige bull over here.”

The prince attempts to pet the large Turkish bull. It sniffs his hand, shakes its head in disgust, turns around, and kicks the prince with its hind legs.

The prince goes flying across the room and lands in a pile of hay.

“Where did you get such a horrible beast?! Why did it kick me!?” He sputters.

“I told you. He is from Turkey,” the Russian explains, “Is tan bull, can’t stand a noble.”