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March 16, 2009

Jeff R.: Her Only Hope

"It's really good of you to be comin' here. Mio be tryin' to keep the farm going, but it's tough, even before she fell sick."

"Oh? What exactly is the problem?"

"Well, it's our prize bull, Obidiah. He be gettin' arthritic in his old age and can't mount the cows the old fashioned way. Last time around, we were having an electric gadget to help, but it broke down and I threw out my back hauling it off to the dump. So it's up to you, son."

"What do you want me to do, exactly?"

"Help Mio. Be wankin' Obi."

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Comments

Sorry about that.

This one ( http://100wordstories.com/2006/12/jeff_rlove_song.php ) was much better, I think.

Posted by: Jeff R. at March 16, 2009 4:38 PM · Permalink

Bravissimo.

Posted by: lj at March 16, 2009 8:36 PM · Permalink

Hee hee!

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at March 16, 2009 9:06 PM · Permalink