No…For Real ??

No…For real ??  You REALLY didn’t know where chocolate milk came from ??

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Udderly Unbelievable

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No way.  You’re pulling my udder.

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Laughing makes life sweeter....especially the stinky hard parts.
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25 Responses to No…For Real ??

  1. pyrit says:

    That’s not a cow – that’s a wow!

  2. She looks exasperated, like she can’t believe how dumb we are. “Oh come on, where DID you think it came from? The Nestle Quik bunny?”

  3. lol … how utterly utter i muttered

  4. mkirkd says:

    This is so utterly funny!

  5. capnstephel says:

    Oh gosh, look what you started with the puns. Can we just mooove along now?

    😀

  6. tatumbrown says:

    That’s adorable LB!

  7. ladywise says:

    ooops! I’m doing it again. I made a wordpress site for my new grandson to put his pictures on for the kids and I was logged in as him when I left the above comment! lol Just in case you were wondering who in the world Tatum Brown is, that’s my grandson. He’s already typing and leaving messages at less than a week old. Isn’t that awesome! lol

  8. akamonsoon says:

    So thats where we get chocolate milk. What about strawberry? 😉

  9. kimkiminy says:

    From chocolate bunnies? 🙂

  10. Aussie Emjay says:

    Oooh poor girl! I used to have to milk cows as a young girl – I don’t remember any of them being this well endowed.

  11. leendadll says:

    I love that the perspective on that pic makes the cow look like a giant… perhaps Paul Bunyan’s ox.

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