Three Cows!
Three Cows in a buick!
Well, Ok, perhaps it's a volvo. None-the-less there are most certainly three bovine snouts evident in that image. I feel I may need to rant more on this later... perhaps even engage in some creative story to recreate the events that may have transpired... But for now, as I have to go to class, I leave you with this: The mere implications of why and how one would go about fitting not one or two but three cows into the back-seat of their car is Beyond Me!
posted by Shannon Hollender @ 11:13 AM
1 Comments:
At 10:46 AM,
Shadow Dancer said…
As i see it this is definitly a case of "You can stay out till the cows come home" syndrome. See if you take the cows out to the clubs with you then you can stay out as long as you would like. There is a down side to this though, what happens if the cows do better than you at the club, you know getting more phone numbers and being asked out to party some more. Do you go along with them and be the proverbial "fifth wheel"or just sulk home and realize that cows are better at the single scene than you are.
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