Horsin' around?
Power steering?
Mr. Ed?
Got Milk?
Anyway, on the way to go and meet Robert and Gabi at Big Sky Cafe for lunch as they returned from their honeymoon camping trip in Big Sur, I saw a horse standing up on 2 feet. I was bewildered until I saw why: he was mounting a cow. Or maybe a steer. I don't really know. But I do know it wasn't a horse.
Wow.
Just thought you'd all want to know.
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Hmmm. Guess that's where minute steaks come from.
And rump roast.
I, for one, am deeply offended at the clear bias against inter-species erotica. So is my cat. I expected more openmindedness from you kids. Hrmph.
On the other hand, isn't this the kind of thing the neocons claim will come from sanctioning same-sex marriage? Is it too late? Are the end days upon us?
Of corse.
And how.
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