It’s easy to imagine that other women in their early thirties fantasize about nice cars, or jewellery, or fancy houses. I fantasize about manure spreaders. Or, more specifically, this manure spreader. Is that so wrong?
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It’s easy to imagine that other women in their early thirties fantasize about nice cars, or jewellery, or fancy houses. I fantasize about manure spreaders. Or, more specifically, this manure spreader. Is that so wrong?
2 comments:
Why would I want a shiny car? How much hay would THAT haul?
This spreader, OTOH, is brilliant. I want one too!
WV= exboutoc
the farmer version of botox, in which you just spread chicken poop on your face until your lips poof up and skin feels all tight. Hose it off, and you're ready for haute couture!
Yes, yes it is wrong. So very, very wrong.
WV=bodiod, which is a term for anyone excessively concerned with their physical appearance.
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