||[Jun. 28th, 2004|08:56 am]
Whole lotta labia.
|[||how ya feelin'?
While out fishing on Saturday the ponies and donkeys came by to say hi. Henry (that's the bratling's actual name) pointed and said "I bet the one with the yellow hair is the mommy."
I looked up as the palimino colored pony extended a rather prodigious member and relieved himself. "I don't think so, Henry."
"How do you know?"
"Just.. trust me on this."
I'd have given a better answer, about how all boys have the same equipment, but I was busy chuckling. And right now I'd give a better entry, but I'm busy wondering who in the fuck schedules meetings at 9am on a Monday morning. Asshats.
Who wants to call and get me out of this?