A man holding a red solo cup says to another, "I’ve been eating the horse food, drinking the horse juice, and washing with horse SOAP
He continues “the elite don’t want you to take the horse pill so they get all this cheap horse stuff to themselves”
A woman crawls out on all 4 limbs, haggard and desperate, grabbing toward the first man’s arms. “You got to help me” she says. “He cums like a horse now, he’s powerwashing my cervix every 4 hours.”
He turns toward her and demands “Get back on the breeding phantom right now.”
Wait 'till you try Bag Balm for chapped lips in winter. That cow udder grease is bomb.
The rich don’t want you to take the cow pill so they get all that cheap cow stuff to themselves
We still prefer so many “livestock” products from when we had horses. You can keep your Bengay, it doesn’t hold a candle to Absorbine liniment.