Some might think this photo is my blatant attempt to pander to Marika’s love for mules. But actually, the white mule on the right is sticking out his tongue at Lynne and saying, “Two hundred for Becky!”
Score!
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Mules, glorious MULES!
There will be more over the months, I promise. I always photograph mules especially for you.
If I ever got rich, I think I just might move to Arkansas to be with my parents and have a mule sanctuary … or I might get a place in the french quarter and have skantily clad men wait on me hand and foot – either or … haven’t decided yet
Hypothetical decisions are always the toughest.
i see a fence in the background. surely it is surrounding a cemetery. Bury all your cows & mules.
It’s surrounding rich people condos. You’ll have to do better than that. Mules: UNBURIED.
a covered wagon with lights… peeshaw. and enclosed with a plastic front. peeshaw again. those mules are probably embarrased to pull that.
Embarrassed mules still count. Two hundred points!