"Bull Talk" joke

Three bulls heard via the grapevine that the rancher was going to bring yet another bull onto the ranch, and the prospect raised a discussion among them.
First Bull: “Boys, we all know I’ve been here 5 years. Once we settled our differences, we agreed on which 100 of the cows would be mine. Now, I don’t know where this newcomer is going to get HIS cows, but I ain’t givin’ him any of mine. ”
Second Bull: “That pretty much says it for me, too. I’ve been here 3 years and have earned my right to the 50 cows we’ve agreed are mine. I’ll fight ‘em till I run him off or kill ‘im, but I AM KEEPIN’ ALL MY COWS. ”
Third Bull: “I’ve only been here a year, and so far you guys have only let me have 10 cows to “take care of”. I may not be as big as you fellows (yet) but I am young and virile, so I simply MUST keep all MY cows. ”
They had just finished their big talk when an eighteen-wheeler pulls up in the middle of the pasture with only ONE ANIMAL IN IT: the biggest Son-of-Another-Bull these guys had ever seen! At 4700 pounds, each step he took toward the ground strained the steel ramp to the breaking point.
First Bull: “You know, it’s actually been some time since I really felt I was doing all my cows justice, anyway. I think I can spare a few for our new friend. ”
Second Bull: “I’ll have plenty of cows to take care of if I just stay on the opposite end of the pasture from HIM. I’m certainly not looking for an argument. ”
They look over at their young friend, the 3rd bull, and find him pawing the dirt, shaking his horns, and snorting - the bull’s equivalent of an Ape’s beating his chest or Man’s bone-chilling, war-like cry of “Stay away from my Woman, Vato!!
First Bull: “Son, let me give you some advice real quick. Let him have some of your cows and live to tell about it. ”
Third Bull: “Hell, Mister, he can have ALL MY COWS.
I’m just making sure he knows I’M a bull! ”