I shall plant him in the ground, and a bountiful crop of choco-cows shall spring forth!

blame mushiking, he egged me on.
It's over anyways...they're digesting, never to be seen again.

I accept responsibility.

Were the little cows tart or sweet?

the cow babies that were inside the chocolate cow. (see earlier posts)

They tasted chalky...like those nasty necco wafers