tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885203279714221712.post363002180381159296..comments2023-11-26T18:43:47.312-05:00Comments on the pawnbroker: They call him woollllyyyyy...Wooly Booger!the pawnbrokerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16643081755036536592noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885203279714221712.post-537730271732386602018-11-13T15:27:12.896-05:002018-11-13T15:27:12.896-05:00Now THAT's a first. A Thai advertisement for a...Now THAT's a first. A Thai advertisement for a woman's clinic. That clinic would never fly here as it don't appear to offer abortions.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3885203279714221712.post-76882334551142809752016-06-17T00:40:27.179-04:002016-06-17T00:40:27.179-04:00We did not have Brahma cattle on my dads farm but ...We did not have Brahma cattle on my dads farm but I'll never forget the one crazy Angus cow we had when I was a kid. That thing did not like little kids. Dad eventually wound up selling it. Most of the few cattle we had were mixed breed. I was always told to never turn your back on an Angus.<br /><br />Best cow we ever had was a Guernsey/Jersy mix. She was our milk cow. I'd be milking her and when she was done with her feed she'd turn her head and start licking me on my arm. Dad bought her from a farmer who had a bunch of kids who had bottle fed her.Carl Belkenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05877374556839784306noreply@blogger.com