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You'll Hee-Haw Over This

Okay this is just a gratuitous picture of Julie Roberts and has nothing to do with this post other than that she played a call girl in the movie Pretty Woman. She could have been the inspiration for the Roy Orbison song of the same name, but I really can't be sure.

So, on with our little tail (not a misprint).

I think this guy must have been what Jagger and Richards were writing about in that song of theirs. You know the one. Beast of Burden? Yeah, that's it.

A love-lorn lad in Zimbabwe, of all places, says he hired a prostitute, took her home and the next morning woke up with a donkey. Sounds a little like that scene from The Godfather where the guy wakes up next to a horse's head. Our guy didn't wake up with just the head. He woke up with the whole ani-mule.

This is the story our friend Sunday Moyo told after being charged with beastiality. Big surprise, right? He testified in open court that the prostitute "transformed" into a donkey overnight. I tell you this guy has it much worse than Kenny Chesney who went home one night at 2 with a 10 but in the morning woke up at 10 with a two. Oh, yeah.

And, the guy says he's still in love with the donkey.

Man, I guess one might say that some guys will do anything for a piece of ass.

If I were him I would have just burro-d my head under the covers and hoped for the whole thing to go away.


Laughingmom said…
You done-keyed me into a really clAssy tail. I'm chomping at the bit for another!
Shawn said…
I could never do it with a donkey. I would just keep hearing Eddie Murphy's voice and it would ruin it for me.
nonamedufus said…
Well I certainly am impressed by your unbridled enthusiasm.
nonamedufus said…
Yeah that'd be a tad unnerving. But you know he was perfectly cast in that movie...cause he's such an ass.
Nicky said…
I brayed with laughter while reading this fantasstic story!
nonamedufus said…
hahahahahahaha...I never heard that one before. Oh, you're a smart one, aren't you.
quirkyloon said…
What the??? Donkeys unite! That's right... get yo' asses over here... now!

hee haw
nonamedufus said…
I think that donkey needs to unite with his friends in the donkey union. Imagine...being compared to a prostitute!
meleahrebeccah said…
I *heart* Julie Roberts.

moving on…

He testified in open court that the prostitute "transformed" into a donkey overnight.

WHAT? UM.........
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, seems that's what he said. Needless to say the judge wasn't going to be made an ass of.

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