Monday, July 21, 2008
He can pull my wagon any time.
I saw this thing at the fair and I thought holy cow that's one big cow! The thing was huge and it was just standing there in its pen, all 2200 pounds of it.
Then I saw that the thing most definitely had testicles so I corrected myself and thought that is one big bull. I wouldn't want to get in its way if it was pissed off.
Then I read the sign on his pen and it said that he was actually an ox. An ox. To think that I saw an ox and couldn't identify it by looking at it.
How many times have I played Oregon Trail? To think my sister's died of cholera so many times and I have nothing to show for it. Shame.
I can see why they pull wagons in computer games though. Those things must be strong.
Posted by erin at 6:24 PM
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