gustavratzenhofer wrote:Er, Bella, would you be kind enough to put the link back.
I lost that cow's phone number.
Gus I was trying to maintain the dignity for your goodself which you have demonstrated that all of us can achieve if we try hard enough, if we stick to your tried and tested pattern of good natured humour,
if I misunderstood this particular situation you have my unreserved apology, as of course does all other members.
I have sent you a PM with the cows phone number.
Thanks, Don, for the number. I remember back to the days of my youth. My dad and me would take long, quiet walks through the ditches alongside the cornfield. On one walk we were startled when a red fox darted out of the cornfield and raced directly in front of us, crossed the road, then disappeared into the cornfield on the other side.
We both stood there, panting, trying to catch our breath. Then my dad stood tall, surveyed the surroundings, and put his hand on my shoulder.
In a very somber voice he offered me some words of advice that still ring in my ears to this day.
He said, "Remember the cows, Gustav.... remember the cows."
Gus, perhaps that helps explain your other sexual infatution, with Red Foxx?
Dang! Looks like I missed all the fun! (again)
Pan gets the donuts. My post stands and I answer to no one! No one, I tell ya.
Gus answers to cows... I answer only to hamsters.
Uh, well, um, given the news of what people have done with little furry rodent types, maybe I shouldn't say that.
Nevermind. Carry on.
