To wash my calf, you have a very sick mind. Anyway, as I was washing my calf, I suddenly realized: Holy cow, I have a calf!!
To put this in perspective conversations with my friends used to go some thing like this:
Josh: “My calf hurts.”
Josh’s friend: “You don’t have a calf.” *Rabbit Punches me in the back of the head* “Now give my your iPod, trick.”
Now I look forward to having conversations like this:
Josh: “My calf hurts.”
Josh’s friend: “Hay, nice calf.” *Rabbit Punches me in the back of the head* “Now give my your iPod, trick.”
You know, I think I need new friends.
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Errrr... what's a calf?
For me, for some reason, it's a small cow, but you know my frenglish...
It's the muscle on the back of your leg under your knee and above your ankle.
Mark recently informed me that I have a calf too (two)! Maybe it's something in the water.
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