Okay, it's Saturday and time for this week's results. Here's our pic…
Well if that's the case it's gonna be a beautiful morning.
Sorry I got carried away there. And that's no bull.
Okay, okay, here's our honourable mentions:
Pretty good, huh? Yeah, I thought so too.
But our winner knows me too well and went after my peculiar penchant for pithy puns.
Woot, woot Nicky! (What the hell does that really mean anyway? And do people still say that?) You may be pasture prime but the dufus will still let you hang with him.
What do you say we meet in Hawksbury and take a stroll in the meadow. I hear the corn there is as high as an elephant's eye. We can gaze into each other's eyes and get lost in the husks…or the tusks…until the sky turns to dusk and you tell me how much you like my musk. Or not. It's up to you.
Oh, here's your stinking badge…
It's yours… no, no take it.
Yeah, whatever Cheese Lady. Congratulations anyway.
See y'all next week.
All the cattle are standing' like statues
All the cattle are standing' like statues
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by
But a little brown maverick is winking' her eye
Well if that's the case it's gonna be a beautiful morning.
Sorry I got carried away there. And that's no bull.
Okay, okay, here's our honourable mentions:
A little hard of hearing, Amy Sue thought her friends said,
"Amy Sue, you should date a cow, boy!"
…and then she said "Baaaaaaaaa!" Yeah, well she's really a blond.
Pretty good, huh? Yeah, I thought so too.
But our winner knows me too well and went after my peculiar penchant for pithy puns.
No matter how udderly ridiculous she looked,
Daisy Mae couldn't help milking it for the camera.
She was just bull-headed like that.
Woot, woot Nicky! (What the hell does that really mean anyway? And do people still say that?) You may be pasture prime but the dufus will still let you hang with him.
What do you say we meet in Hawksbury and take a stroll in the meadow. I hear the corn there is as high as an elephant's eye. We can gaze into each other's eyes and get lost in the husks…or the tusks…until the sky turns to dusk and you tell me how much you like my musk. Or not. It's up to you.
Oh, here's your stinking badge…
It's yours… no, no take it.
Yeah, whatever Cheese Lady. Congratulations anyway.
See y'all next week.
Comments
Congrats!
Thanks for the mention!
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