Pause Ponder and Pun #154

Sex with a cow? I wouldn't put it pasture.

Hee, hee, I couldn't resist.

I hope you can't either.

Leave a caption in the comments.

I hope we get a real "range" of captions this week.

Come back Saturday and see what the "udders" have come up with.

Now, head on over to Screaming MeMe's place for that udder caption contest!

Comments

babs (beetle) said…

Mooooove out of my way, lady. You're fooling nobody.

13 November 2013 at 08:41

madmadmargo said…

"Get off my turf, you crazy chick!"

13 November 2013 at 10:09

ReformingGeek said…

Hee Hee. Punster domination! Oh, the caption:

"...and then she said "Baaaaaaaa!" Yeah, well, she's really a blond."

13 November 2013 at 12:59

jbm said…

Since she was wearing Daisy Duke shorts, the photography asked her to pose all Horny like. Ha! jbm

13 November 2013 at 13:36

Nicky said…

No matter how udderly ridiculous she looked, Daisy Mae couldn't help milking it for the camera. She was just bull-headed like that.

13 November 2013 at 21:35

Shawn Ohara said…

A little hard of hearing, Amy Sue thought her friends said, "Amy Sue, You should date a cow, boy!"

14 November 2013 at 06:25

Agent 54 said…

I liked this one. See, it's the cow speaking. Or is it really a cow? Huh? Got you thinking now didn't I?

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