Me Hermano has History with Perro’s and Ternero
I received a note from a friend ( we will not call them deep throat, like the Watergate informant) its best we keep their name out of this whole sordid story. I will recount from memory the best I can what was told to me along with photos. G Gordon Liddy was not involved other than the rat he ate, which is an entirely different story so forget what I just wrote.
It was at Bahia de Los Angeles, Bay of
Angels in Baja, where one of the women that worked at the restaurant had a
calf that lost its mother, so she would walk it to work and feed it bottles
of milk during he day. One is never enough and after the ternero was fed
he'd holler for more but none would come,(sp) until the local dogs would
come along to help the poor calf out and offer him additional nursing.
Trouble is, it was all male dogs. Sorry I didn't get a picture of them
all lined up, but be assured they were all interested. The calf was
very thorough. Chuck said he was tempted to get in line, I said behind
which animal. He said, 'well, I've never had a dog...."
Dog help me if this is not all based on fact…JW
43 Comments:
yeah yeah Josh. likely story. we know that it was you that wanted to line up, not Chuck....
I am soft, pliant, sleepy, and full of purrs, luv.
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Cappy i am sure you have had a few bitches in your time??
JJ: Nope it was Chuck, I swear to beer!
CC: I gave you the name of the town this was just a couple of weeks ago, go Captain the calf is starving! We live but once seize the bull by the horns!
EO: Yes I can recount via a muse quite a romantic story.
I can't tell if this is one of those inspiring stories to recount over breakfast on Mother's Day, or it it's hardcore porn to be read in private in a locked room, or it it's some new combination genre. And if it's a combination, on what occasion and in what setting could the tale be shared? Josh, what's the proper etiquette for this?
ing:I think it is beastiality in its purest form and is beautiful expression of love. Porn? Hell no!
Mothers day, the calf lost its mother so its a reminder of how fragile we all are. It is art.
CC: Sailing into the mystic. Bravo be wary of the Krakens.
Thanks for the clarification, Josh. I'm no longer at a loss for that special story to tell over a tall glass of milk on Mother's Day.
Those male dogs really prove than men have a tender and maternal side, you know?
NO ONE. I mean absolutely NO ONE must tell my dog, Smilin George about this calf.
Smilin George just got out of the rehab center. This could set him back to humpin bunnies.
This just goes to show: men complain about the cow and purport to lust after the bunnies. But it's the cows they turn to for love.
CC: My lips are sealed.One day at a time Smilin George.
ing:You clever.
Roscoe: No.
Josh when you have finished humping your brother's calf could you please wander over to my blog and collect your tag...
...Wiping away my milk moustache with utter contentedness and joy in the good nature of all living things. Touching!
Bill: I am very trendy.
JJ: Tag?
Ihate: ITs all good.
Jane tagged me and I thinkg I am suppposed to tag 5 others who I know somehow or another. The questions are 5 Things Other People Find Weird About Me
1: I put hot sauce on my daddy parts
2: I groom myself with my tounge
3: I have high self esteem
4: I do not think I am weird
5: All my friends are weird so how would they be able to gauge if I was weird, everyone else I wont fucking talk to!
With this I tag:
1:Roscoe
2:Mom! I blogged the toilet.
3.Dragon for Hire
4.Bill the apostle
5:Phats
josh i cannot believe you opted for the tag when there was a gang bang on offer as an alternative. admittedly we didn't have any dogs/calves but i can assure you i can be a beast when required...
I'm not a big fan of tag, this whole blog thing is a mystery. The biggest mystery being the 2nd offer. Stupid, stupid, stupid....How stupid can I be? JW
Crap on a cracker! Jane? You already tagged Josh? I tagged him too. Now what? Do I have to tag somebody else or can I just have sex with somebody cuz you KNOW I am not a homework person.
Can i see a picture of the dead rat? My friend seahag loves dead rats.
CC: Best you have sex with someone. Homework be damned!
Phats: NO rat pictures sorry dude.
Mom: I notice you said nothing of the dog.
where is the queue for Crabby's gang bang? i don't want to get in the dog queue by mistake...
Josh, are you blogging the toilet again?
And you do snore. So could you please turn over? You're keeping me and Bill the Apostle awake.
JJ: The cluster is over at Roscoes, he will be out of town next week so it will be a most excellant place to soil.
Bill: Bad karma on my part.
Lady: NOw what did I do, shit with this bad luck streak.
ing: That was not Bill that was a holograph, remember? Ether, Amyl-Nitrate me and your imaginary Friend Bill. I did not blog the toilet, I just talk to Mom! I blogged the toilet.
I think I know of that waitress. ...always feeding the local animals harmone pills she steals from her poor tranny dish washer. You know, all those harmones take their toll and cause much confusion.
...and as your story points out -- not just for the orphaned calf.
Mom i will be your friend. Until the beer finishes. Then your jokes will need to improve. or you could go out and get more beer.
Matt: Your right..
Mom: Your wrong
JJ: Beware of Mom he spikes his beer with water.
Roxi: worth the wait eh?
Yeah, but how do you make a hormone?
Don't pay her.
(Crickets...)
How do you screw your wife and make her scream twice? Put it up her butt then wipe your cock on the curtain....Mom!I blogged the toilet.
Um, I don't think that beer's doing the trick for me. Got anything harder?
Josh, would you PLEASE do something about those adenoids? There aren't going to be any trees left in the forest if you keep sawing logs like that.
Thats really funny. Do you mind if I translate it into german and put it on my page?
ing: Me mum always used the pillow trick on Da except one night she got carried away and now I have to go to visit her, she has one of those Hannibal masks on, and alway tells how cheap my cologne smells, odd thing is I don't where cologne. I must just smell cheap. I'll go to sleep therapy soon. I promise!
Mone: Take her away! Today this page will now be known as My Mule International! Thanks JW
I hat: I thougt you could make and enzyme but not a hormone?
Whats up dilly? I've been sort of like wasted but I seem to remember you said you would buy me a drink or some shit like that.
Drinks are on me! Half melted hairy jello shots! Ick. Maybe just a beer or cocktail. I'll stand them up for ya cause thats what dillys do! Everyones welcome, its not a party unless everyone is invited! JWW
Dear JW,
As promised.
"To my hero Josh Williams. Perhaps we will ride together one day beneath a glowing Harvest Moon.
Yours in letters,
Erin O'Brien"
I look forward to your every utterance, darling.
ogod, Josh, I'm tired. I went out with Matt to see Rollerboogie, and after that, Xanadu and I'm all roller-skated out. Then we went to a bar called "Daddy's." I have to work in five hours. So go ahead and snore, because I'll probably sleep through it.
I'd never use the pillow on you, Josh.
taste bad more filling
Erin: I am the master of utterance, I will not let you down.
ing: You promise...You Promise!
Redgirl: I'll take your word for it, thanks for the info.
Now to werk, then more werk and after that I knuckle down and werk! JW
Mom: Shut your pie hole ya big turnip!
Bill: No Prob. Jesus I know has a lot of pressure and stuff, it forgotten.
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