The sky was blue, the moon was high, we were together, just her and I.
Her hair was brown, her eyes baby blue, I knew exactly what she wanted to do.
And so, with courage, I did my best and laid my hand upon her breast.
Her face was light, her body fine, I ran my finger down her spine.
I trembled in shock, I felt her heart, slowly she spread her legs apart.
I knew she was ready… but I didn’t know how, for this was my first experience at milking a cow.
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The devout cowboy lost his favorite Bible while he was mending fences out on the range.
Three weeks later, a cow walked up to him carrying the Bible in its mouth. The cowboy couldn’t believe his eyes. He took the precious book out of the cow’s mouth, raised his eyes heavenward and exclaimed, “It’s a miracle!” “Not really,” said the cow. “Your name is written inside the cover.” |
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A born-and-bred New Yorker is in the country when he sees a field of animals and says to the farmer. “What a strange looking cow. Why doesn’t it have horns?”
“Well, there are several reasons,” the farmer replies. “Some cows get their horns late, while others have their horns cut off, and still others never even grow horns.” “And this cow?” the city man asks. “Well, the reason this cow doesn’t have any horns is because it’s a horse.” |
