Beleive it or not, someone just called me humble. I'm actually quite rude and self centered. Interesting... On a side note to all the men out there: Even if you've been staring at your balls since they first dropped I now know what they look like better than you do. You may be saying now, 'What the fuck?' or something along those lines. And you may be wondering how I think I know that.
I watched one of our horses get gelded today. And if you don't know what that means I'll tell you. When you have a stallion, which is a male horse with balls, and you go and cut those balls off, you'll have gelded him and he will then be known as a gelding. So yeah, the vet came and chopped 'em off.
So then they rolled off and were laying on the ground. So being the curious freak I am, I investigated. They were a fleshy pink colour with purple-ish vas deferens hanging off(tube like thingies.)
So yeah. On a side note of that side note, my cow doesn't appreciate tart green apples, or when you run out of bananas to feed to him. And I shared my lunch with him and Boots, one of the cats. Jimmy got a bite of my granola bars(the entire thing is a bite to him) and Boots ate off my Turkey sandwich.