Ladies, I have not Desserted You for Myrtle

Clearly I've been duped into another modelling job.
I suspect that Myrtle doesn't even make canine ice cream
and that TWO is touting about for freebies for herself.

You can imagine that a fine gentleman like myself finds
it excruciatingly embarrassing to be photographed with a bare breasted
dancing cow.  Thank goodness living with the Wretched One has given me a degree of experience of such things, and I have learned to simply look the other way.