I'm not a cow,Not once have I moo'd.Yet,You continue to label me what I am not,And,Wonder why I'm never in the mood.But,It's what you've named me,What other choice do I have,Other than to answer to it?You give me milk balls,Either way,So,I can't be mad at you!This,Game we play?Well,It was fun at first until I ran... Continue Reading →