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Pause Ponder and Pasture Prime

Okay, it's Saturday and time for this week's results. Here's our pic…

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.


Nicky said…
Woohoo! I won a date with Dufus! But won't Mrs. D mind? No matter... I have more important things to worry about - like what does one wear to a date in a Hawksbury corn field? And do they make high heeled farmer's boots? :-)
Shawn Ohara said…
Nicky really know her bull.
Agent 54 said…
Well done! Actually I'd like medium rare.
nonamedufus said…
Will Mrs D mind? I dunno. I never asked herbivore.
nonamedufus said…
I've got a beef with that, Shawn.
nonamedufus said…
You are a rare one, indeed, 54.
ReformingGeek said…
That was a great caption and I think she's got the slang down patty, er, pat, but has she ever been cow-tipping?

Thanks for the mention!
nonamedufus said…
You know they throw those things, eh? It's called a Cow Chip throwing contest…
Debra She Who Seeks said…
Hahahahaha, all three are great!
nonamedufus said…
Oh, yeah, everyone was a comedian this week.
Shawn Ohara said…
It's funny, but I am pretty sure I have seen herbivore.
Dang, that was a good one, Nicky! Congratulations!
As for "Woot"... it's obviously taken from my name and means "What the hell, let's party!"
nonamedufus said…
Great minds think alike, I guess. I'd hate for us to be on the horns of a dilemma.
nonamedufus said…
She certainly is outstanding in her field isn't she.
nonamedufus said…
Well I should have said it sooner…and more often. I guess the fall down and go Boom Boom part comes later.
LOTGK said…
The correct position for "Reverse Cowgirl"
meleahrebeccah said…
HA! Congrats to Nicky! That was freaking hysterical!
nonamedufus said…
Mike, Mike, it's Sunday. You're supposed to submit these before Saturday.
nonamedufus said…
That's a picture of Nicky actually. Um, she's the one on the right by the way.

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