The subject of donkeys was a bit of a running joke during the whole weekend for some odd reason. They're certainly not in short supply here so the day we were leaving I thought I'd get a photo of us with one. No one wanted to go and pet him so I said I would. He thanked me for ridiculing his friends and family all weekend by opening up the flood gates all over my feet. Footwear? Sandals, of course.
That's why the donkey was the continuous butt of all the inside jokes that weekend. I explained to all my little naive Irish friends the horror of the TJ donkey show. They all want to come out with me next summer now. As Jill says "That's just one of those things you have to see before you die". Of course.
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except i don't think it was on her feet.
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