Picture Day?

Since my gf loves this picture of me so much, I'll post it for all the world to laugh at.

In 2003, the nursing home I work at celebrated Milk Day. They brought in a wooden cow that you could milk. See the blonde hair? So, I told them the story of when my grandma owned her cotton farm.

She had sold all the horses one year. When it came time to go to the back pastures, we rode the cows out as they were heading that way to graze. With or without horses, the cottom had to be picked. Somehow, (Maybe the hair?) I got talked into this picture.

Anyhow, see how much fun wiping asses is?