It's official, no one is looking at this blog. I shouldn't be surprised. I have no idea how to link it to other sites, nor have I had the time to do it. What did I call this, mental vomiting? No, but it doesn't matter. Strange photographs are a dime a dozen on the web. A dime a dozen, I sound like an old gangster. I'm not. Old, or a gangster. Well, I guess by some standards I'm old, and being a gangster sounds alright. Not the violence, I'm a very non-violent guy, but gangsters always have lots of cash, and my lack of cash and debts really get me down. Well, gangster is not the answer for me. I could never do it. Just not my nature.
What the hell am I talking about?
Here's some cows.
COWS
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