
..hi moo-moo girl! ...me loves you pasture....it sure
does looks greener than the old one.
as for the tees....i prefer on with lots of bull...or a longhorn
or 2?

, if not, then i 'll go with the one sticking his tongue
out...ok?
..i hope this isn't "tooth intrusive"...but is that's what they mean
chewing one's cud? ms. mooey?
..what makes a happy cow?....allhhh, got better scents not to
"mess" around with that......

, however, wanta know what
used to killed me.....i read alot of women magazines...[well, they
were always telling their readers what to look for in the perefect man~
so can you see the benefit of a young man's affections~ giving this
subject a lil'tyme? ] ..any hooters.."moo", those magizines had all
kind of diets...however, they also had tons of pics....of

.
i just thought they were being very contradicting, but figuring out
the female minds wasn't my priority back then...just saying
.......hI C! GIRL,

, iam so glad you're posting here! & all the rest.
utahm....,i see you going to have to give m.p. some advice on
baby girl stuff?
& its so comforting that you have not lost your

over in
neverland...
pumba& backie'stage..ooops, ms lard bottom if you plez?

,
you guys belong together..boy oh, girl..did you ever looked like
a fox...backie g.~ in your wedding dress....woosers, it is funny how
all your dresses matched up...."it almost put you all in each other
weddings.." even more funny...yours matches up with my'lil'miss
cutie pie...
ok, anyone wants to hear a funny wedding dress story....as sat.
night 's john t. used to say.."i knew that you would!" ..
[by now...if you pay any kind of attention, not only does "stuff"
happens..but i seem to have a higher affinity for "it"...well,
miss moo? the cow pile dosen't fall from..."something~on the
tip of my tongue..but that silly utah. m., made me forget,

.........* be advised , these stories are true to life.,
all of them!.don't believe in fairys,huh?....well asked nabby g.,
she seen one of my pics from when i used to work in newborn,
country...right? nabby [

].........what were we talking
about?????????????????????????????????????????????????
...oh, my wife wedding dress,

, are you familar with
the tradition of not seeing your bride before the wedding ? my
wife, took it to heart..and esp. the wedding dress....so "after a
date"...prior to our wedding, she wanta to do a lil'dress shopping.
however, it was only for "show"...because she already..had her
dress chosen, and was just trying to be sneaky. so while we
were critiquing..all the available dresses, a clerk asked to helped.
* now its was very crtitical , that "looking" @ women wedding
dresses, was one of my favorite thing ..in the world to be doing~
if you believe that , i have some nice swamp land you be interested
in...

,.....really! [only 1500 miles from wdw, just think?
well, this young lady came poppin back..all excited...lookie-look!
@ the new beau-ti-ful dress that just arrived..."this one sold ,
but we can order another one"...

, yep, the person who
brought it?....was standing right beside me~my

! my
response?...yeah, yeah ..that's a beauty....as my wife was turning,

...but she didn't said anything..cos she noticed i really
wasn't paying any attention...who me,

??? *my wife
never told me..until we were driving to our honeymoon..."nah,
so you're aaying, I "saw" & didn't "see" your glown....yeah, dear..
i was just pretending...........i guess she went back the next
day and "raised' a lil'lady like..rukus. poor baby,
where, have i been the last week?....i'll tell you, up @ 4am ,
climbing lil'mountains and running all over tar nation for the
stupidiest birds in the world...turkeys! like always, stuff
happened.....like, closing the car doors...he goes,
i smell copperheads! needless to say, i left him besides himself.
then we climbed the first mountain, he goes, "we" forgot the turkeys
calls!, next day, we're back on top...where's my gun,

.
[we 've been hunting together...for years..i think you get the picture?
* if the turkey the stupidest bird around...where does that leaves us? ]
* did you see where "he" refers to "us"..whenever he screwed up...
now ladys, thats "real men" behaviors...imagined me drumming & spittin..
( wish

, spitting had the same effect on my lil'cutie miss)
* see below or talk to pumba girl!
what's neat..we were so close to this one..he was "spitting, and
druming his chest" ...boy old hen!, did he guess wrong....but its
funny what the old toms will do....for sumptin special? [ no wonder!,
women out live men]. ...however, when you hear putt~ putt, the
gig is up! and mr. tom outta there! one morning, i bet we had 10
turkeys near us gobbling...[another male trait that passed on
thru generations...] however, as soon as day break...we saw 3
hens walking right passed us..next thing you know , the toms
were gone..long gone! did bring home a couple of cute rocks.
............you know? i am wondering if there's sumptin to that old
bride's tail.......bad luck for the groom "seeing" ...his

's bride
before the wedding...you have no idea...the stories~ we've been in!
at least, we been lucky enough to have alot happy endings...
here's a tip..climbing lil'mountains..is a great way to feel old.
..dearest moo, since you're our resident expert...does a
cow changes her spots..when her moods changes?
