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Bull Story

A friend of mine always told me this little story and said
..............Be like Papa bull not Son bull
The story goes
Papa bull and Son bull were strolling about when they spot of a herd of cows. Son bull says papa lets run down catch one of them and fuck her tight.
To which papa bull says ”Sunny instead lets walk down and fuck all of them”.

Wow how cool……

But then that set me thinking.
If the bulls walked down to the cows and none of the cows consented, then what???… they have to walk all the way back. While the cows stood there and sniggered. (if the bulls can talk cows can snigger too).

I am not asking you to run and grab her but just a thought
......................there is a reason itz called a snatch.

Comments

Mansi Pal said…
hey!..am a novice blogger..so could not figure how to reply to ur comment..have got nothin to say about the bull and the cow..just that m sure they both need each other..so wether thats "A Walk to remember" or a snatch will depend on wether u wanna be papa o son(son's more often than not grow up to be papa's)
shit i just said i have nothing to say..man i sure need a blog to blab:)
but i dropped in to say that did not intend too make my list "juicy"..cause reality is seldom that..but do let me know when u make it past 50!..and also wether ur assumptions were right..
March 30, 2008 at 10:13 AM
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