Why do you always hear a beep when you cum/come across a sheep?

It was a long time ago, there was a young man who had a thick layer of ginger hair, and I mean ginger hair EVERYWHERE, he was VERY very hairy. Anyway, he lived in the middle of nowhere, somewhere in Wales, on a small sheep farm. From when this young man, who was called John, could remember, he had always thought that cows mooed, horses neighed and sheep beeped.

It was when he reached primary school that this was first thought to be rather weird, for he got laughed at constantly when he was asked what noise a sheep made. John was very upset by this and as he walked home through the fields with the sheep in, he heard the familiar beeping noise, and the even more familiar way they all ran up to him, and surrounded him, making that noise.

John ran home to his mother and cried, his mother gave him a huge hug and said not to worry, as she tried not to knock him ouy with her huge, thick lensed glasses. "One day", she said, "you'll grow up and have a lovely wife that'll drive you wild."

So, John tried to get on with his life, but a couple of weeks later he was out helping his father with the sheep, riding on the back of the tractor. He was munching a packet of orange and green jelly beans. Then all of the sheep ran towards him, and as they surrounded him, they were beeping loudly. All his father could see was a ginger mass surrounded by white fluffyness. The sheep started rubbing themselves against poor little John, as they did, the beeping got more intense. At first John hated it, but then he grew more excited and realised he couldn't control himself any longer. Something shot out of the bottom of his shorts, it was a strange white substance that hit a passing old woman on the eye. He could still hear the beeping and suddenly realised that it was his father who was beeping on his tractor's horn, telling the sheep to move. The sheeps black faces were covered in white splatter, the shock of this caused them to retreat backwards, trampling the old lady in the process, but John was saved.

He later went inside while his mum fed him celery which she thought was good for shocks and shampooed his ginger hair which was also covered in white stuff. When John had finished eating him celery, his mum tucked him up in bed and read him a lovely story about the bottom of milf bottles.