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I have read two stories that centered around milking. One was with a girl cow like the picture above and the other was with human males. Actually, now that I think about it, it was three. One girl cow and two with human males. I preferred the male ones.
banjoenelbano: The Farmer’s Daughter, she’s bound to bring home the blue ribbon at the county fair so idk, I’m not happy about the shadows but I wanted to be done with this, I’m on a roll with new collages, I need more good aerial photos though
Winged Eye Out in the vast plains of fantasy land you suddenly encounter a Winged Eye. The farmer in the next village will give you 800 gold if you bring him 20 of their wings! Kill in and claim your prize… if it doesn’t kill you and your
fastcompany: The cold of your fridge is actually ruining a lot of your (expensive, local, bought at the farmer’s market) produce. An artist’s project finds ways to use the way fruits and vegetables spoil to keep them fresh, the old-fashioned way.
spartacusreinterpreted: The answer is: fine as long as the goats are out while the kinky sex happens. Some things he’s just not into.
Swedish Hustomte: The Naturally mummified body of a swedish “Hustomte” or housegnome. dated 1866 ~Hustomten comes from scandinavian folklore and is a gnome that is said help the farmer and cares for the lifestock, he has a fierce temperament
In May of 2007, a small animal was caught in a rat trap in Mexico. The farmer that caught it drown it out of fear. Researchers have done numerous tests on the creature. It was first thought to be a skinned monkey but the tests proved not only did it have
warlordrexx: “Wh… why!? Why did you kill me…” The farmer said as he laid nearly motionless on the barn floor, a single cut near his neck the entrance for the vile paralytic poison. Mira laughed as the last of the poison overtook him, preventing
Good girl. Now go out and get oranges, tomatoes and corn from the farmer’s market. Chicken wings and legs from the butcher. And some coffee cake from the bakery. If anyone asks, admit that it’s cum - and that you’re willing to
Name: Quackee How She Died: Quackee loved to sing with her irritating voice.The animals would listen, not with much choice.The farmer awoke to the shrieking soundOf Quackee still singing and waddling around.By afternoon the sound was so chilling,The farme
blacklustsugar: The farmer stood by the window narrowing his eyes, his brow furrowed as he watched his wife leave the farmhouse and head across the yard. Unusual choice of clothes for a days work he thought, but it was a hot sunny day and the work was
violentbaudelaire: ”This is my favorite photo in the world - me and Linus, born to a dairy cow and ordered to be killed when the farmer saw he was a male (and thus useless in the dairy industry). A compassionate individual intervened, and he was brought
ratguzzler:going to use a horse breeding website to catfish the champion steed with pictures of the fastest mare on the planet and then when the farmer and horse show i scare the horse with an airhorn as a joke and it kicks me in half but its worth it
salvatoreharan: metangy: farmers using snapchat is such a fucking concept to me Edgar is the one in the hole
unexplained-events: Chito and Pocho Chito says goodbye to his bestfriend Pocho, the seventeen foot half ton crocodile. Gilberto “Chito” Shedden found Pocho over 20 years wounded and near death. Pocho had been shot in the left eye by a cattle farmer.
kingcheddarxvii:super-massive-asshole:kingcheddarxvii:judgmental farmer: why the heck did ya name yer dang horse Mayo, son?my horse Mayo: *neighs* What the fuck? well pardner, I named my horse Mayo because horses are inclined to neigh, and “Mayo neighs”
imperfectkreis: alternate start mod where you are a Tenpines Bluff farmer and proud owner of the last breeding pair of chickens in the Wasteland. Kellogg comes to steal your chickens, makes it away with one of them. Everything else is the same except
an-earth-witch: fieldbears: likkistu-ormur: I went to the farmer’s market yesterday and at the honey guy’s booth and there were all these bees just hangin out. Checking out the beeswax tabs, floating around the honey jars, not being aggressive, just
fieldbears: likkistu-ormur: I went to the farmer’s market yesterday and at the honey guy’s booth and there were all these bees just hangin out. Checking out the beeswax tabs, floating around the honey jars, not being aggressive, just really gentle
“Back in the days, before I was Cool J i used to hang up on the corner, pumpin Games People Play sittin on a garbage can, rhymin to my man talkin bout big money and future plansi always told the brothers, if I got a contract when the money started
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beeawolf: When I click on a link for a recipe I do not wish to read five thousand words about your life and the lovely time you had at the farmer’s market and your childhood memories I just want the fucking recipe just give me the fucking recipe
solarpunks: radovanvirholt: biodiverseed: coolthingoftheday: Farmers in Indonesia introduce fish into their rice fields. The fish excrement acts as a fertilizer for the plants, while the plants attract insects and other pests, which serve as food
likkistu-ormur: I went to the farmer’s market yesterday and at the honey guy’s booth and there were all these bees just hangin out. Checking out the beeswax tabs, floating around the honey jars, not being aggressive, just really gentle and investigating
thefagmag: thefagmag: The farmer’s son. The farm hand. The store room in the yard. Greatest Hits AlbumPost you’ve scored top of the daily charts at thefagmag recently
steampunktendencies: The Most Beautiful Dairy in the WorldIn the late 19th century the farmer Paul Pfund traveled to Dresden with his wife and six cows from Reinholdshain in order to supply the city with healthy milk. He founded Gebrüder Pfund dairy
elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey: fieldbears: likkistu-ormur: I went to the farmer’s market yesterday and at the honey guy’s booth and there were all these bees just hangin out. Checking out the beeswax tabs, floating around the honey jars, not
colonelyobo: warlordrexx: “Wh… why!? Why did you kill me…” The farmer said as he laid nearly motionless on the barn floor, a single cut near his neck the entrance for the vile paralytic poison. Mira laughed as the last of the poison overtook
spent the entire day in a black shirt because it matches my fav skull pj pants. also spent the entire day reading, eating, cooking, eating, and now watching mulan on abcfamily. with hot cocoa. finished “the lord of opium” and found the end
As much as i claim to dislike summer, there’s something incredibly lovely about a summer in the south of france, lying in the sun while the grass goes yellow and the farmer ploughs the field and everything smells of hay, and i go golden, no matter
beeawolf: When I click on a link for a recipe I do not wish to read five thousand words about your life and the lovely time you had at the farmer’s market and your childhood memories I just want the fucking recipe just give me the fucking recipe This!
I’ve been there! But it was before it was the fancy tourist spot it is now. It was after LotR. Apparently the farmer who owned the land wanted to keep it as a tourist spot but the studio was contracted to take everything down, so they started doing
geologise: SUBMISSION: Mayon Volcano An active volcano in the Philippines which is known for its symmetrical cone; seen in the foreground are the rice fields of the farmers in the area. This was shot back in 2010 and processed just now. Photographed
workaholics: How the “rape van” became the “Grape van”: Well, basically Karl got the idea to take grapes out of the dumpster behind a grocery store and sell them at the farmers’ market. So he slapped a “G” on the rape van and it became
podencos:You’re opening the door to your home or walking around the farmers market or talking to someone you love on the phone or laughing w friends over dinner or sitting on the couch or looking out the window of a car, an airplane, a living room,
teaboot: teaboot: This old farmer in the town I’m in just warned me ‘watch out for the old guy’s daughter, she’s six foot nine and built like an amazon’ and all I could do was choke up and whisper ‘awesome’ Gossipy rural townsfolk warning
Ben is the one standing, and the new baby girl sleeping is Spring ;v;
so ive decided that once i get all the leftover achievements i wanna get on the main save file, i’ll go back to the new one and marry abigail bc idk why it just hit me recently how charming n precious she is
