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Diary of a cow.

Discussion in 'Project: Gorgon Discussion Hall' started by Luka Melehan, Oct 27, 2012.

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    Day One.
    So.
    I am a cow.
    I haven't always been a cow. At least thats what this creepy looking chick in a cave told me. I am not sure anymore. There is one thing I am sure of. Do not ever try to milk a cow...if you are a cow. There is much b****-hoofing and lawsuits, and it just is not a pretty sight. I have an ironclad defense though. I couldn't help myself. I am an elf after all.
     
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    Note to self: There are no pigs in the grave yard.....

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    Day Two.

    I feel very strange today. My normal...er...impulses....as they say, are being overwritten by the need to fish. I suddenly looooove fishing! Its so peaceful by the water, mesmerized by the flow of the water....the distant sound of the falls... Yes, I am a cow transformed, poised like a mountain cat, ready to pounce the lone unsuspecting perch...with all of my sleek and limber bulk.
     
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