Hey! Yo! Wha' the hay is happenin' to me? Like I'm treckin' through the snow with my owner and we stop for a second so someone could catch his breath and, while I'm waitin', wha' do I see but a sleigh and 8 tiny reindeer. Nah, just playin' wit ya, I saw this really beautiful mare who I ain't never seen before. All the sudden my voice dropped and I'm hearin' Barry White songs....whoever he is.
Anyway, my owner takes me back to the farm and we have to pass right by the mare and her new kid. Well, the mare wanted nothin' to do with me, but the kid starts tryin' to bite me....in a place where there ain't nothin' to bite. So like I figure the little one is hungry and wants to eat and is mistaken me for a mother. Hmmmmm. Been called that a few times by my owner but I don't think he meant the same thing. Funny, seems like he only calls me that when I do somethin' cool like step on his foot. I gotta ponder that one a little more.
Hasta nueve' Senior......
Frito Bandito......out
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